Monday, November 28, 2016

NEW URL! Oh yeah, and F*CK 2016.

Call me when it's safe to come out.

Is it over yet?

What a year, right? Are you kidding me?

How are you all holding up? 

I have so many questions.  But I also have a BUNCH of news. 

FIRST: After much deliberation, I finally decided to take the plunge and change the URL of this blog. The old one (NachoMamasBlog.com) was starting to get in the way, since my handle on all my social media is @ShesNachoMama. Also, since starting this blog, there have been a number of Mexican eateries called "Nacho Mama's" that have sprung up around the country and I figured they could make better use of it than I. So BEHOLD-my new URL!  SHESNACHOMAMA.COM

I honestly don't know why I waited so long! It's so much easier having everything match!
The night I first met him-when my weight loss needed a shot in the arm.

SECOND: Richard Simmons Studio, "Slimmons", closed. WAAAAAH! I went to the final class and will share my experience in my next post. Stay tuned!


THIRD: The elephant in the room. THE ELECTION. 

As you all can imagine, I'm disappointed to say the least. Not so much in the outcome as in the aftermath. The very next day I was already hearing from neighbors and friends that they were being harassed and threatened just walking around in broad daylight. I'm not going to lie, I was pretty upset for quite a while. Those of you that have been listening to my new podcast with Sue (OMG THAT'S RIGHT-I HAVE A NEW PODCAST! WITH SUE!) have heard my initial feelings. They were raw, to say the least.

But I wanted to do more. I spent a long time pondering what I could do, with the skills that I have, to help. Then, almost two weeks ago, my husband and I were watching the season finale of "LAST WEEK TONIGHT" -you know, with John Oliver?  (WARNING: NSFW)

The last 5 minutes is a series of ordinary people and celebrities, all saying "F*CK YOU" to 2016. It's fantastic. Todd (my husband) turned to me and said, "How hilarious would it be to have a "F*CK 2016" 2017 Calendar?"

LIGHTBULB.

I immediately texted my SIL, Joey Hendrix, with whom I've collaborated on many such projects. "Wanna do a 2017 calendar with 12 artists supporting 12 causes and call it "F*CK 2016"?"
Somehow, she immediately understood what I was talking about and agreed. Then we got to work. We knew we'd need to launch TODAY, because Cyber Monday, right?

12 amazing artist friends agreed to send us a piece of black and white artwork on, pretty much, NO notice. We also asked each of them to name a cause to receive their portion of the proceeds from the calendar. 

We asked our brilliant writer friend, Andrea to write a scathing, hilarious letter to 2016.

We asked our other crazy talented friend, Matthea, to shoot a commercial.
As you can see everyone delivered. 

YOU CAN ORDER F*CK 2016: A 2017 CALENDAR now at:
F1617.com

Choose from one of THREE VERSIONS!

The original, F*CK 2016: A 2017 WALL CALENDAR ($20- ships week of 12/5)



A grandma-approved, swear-free version, appropriately titled:
MOVING ON: A 2017 CALENDAR ($20- ships week of 12/5)

A PRINTABLE, pdf letter-sized version of F*CK 2016! ($10)


Learn more about the artists and causes at F1617.com.

ORDER YOURS TODAY! It's the perfect gift!

Want to own a piece of original artwork from F*CK 2016? Our friend, David Garcia (@KeepItUpDavid) did this awesome maze, featured in March:

He's selling the original art HERE. Proceeds go to all the causes supported by the calendar!

Okay, this post has gone on long enough.
I hope the rest of your 2016 is blissfully uneventful, and I hope you'll consider purchasing a F*CK 2016 or MOVING ON calendar this holiday season. How are you coping with the stress this holiday season?

Wishing you love with extra cheese-
Nacho Mama

Sunday, October 16, 2016

The Great Taco Experiment-RESULTS! #30TacoTrucks30Days #TacoTrucksOnEveryCorner

Hello dear ones!
btw-If you haven't seen the "Soy Yo" video just stop reading this and go watch it HERE

How are we all holding up? We're in the election home stretch and, as promised, I'm here to share the results of my Great Taco  Experiment! Yes, I did it, I ate a meal at a taco truck every day for 30 consecutive days. Those of you who follow me on Instagram and Twitter got to come along for the ride, but for brevity's sake, here's a quick slide show of the entire experience:


So what were my takeaways (pun intended) from this little project? Here's 10 things I learned.

1. I had no idea how many people (by which I mean anyone) would view my eating tacos as a political act targeted against them personally instead of targeted at the narrative that is being churned out by a particular political figure. Really? I'm just eating tacos and poking fun at a demagogue's racist rhetoric. I thought that was something we could all get behind, right? Wrong.

2. Turns out people don't like even the suggestion that they might be racist by association. Even if by "suggestion" you mean "eating tacos". I quickly realized how naive I had been going into this. I mean, if people are this offended by my eating tacos and posting it on social media, then they must really agree with this guy, no?

3. You know what really helps when you realize people you've known for years and years may be racist and may harbor racist feelings about you specifically? Eating more tacos.  I'm totally not kidding, it really helped.

4. Tacos trucks  provide delicious, actually rather nutritious food to the masses at unbelievably low prices. The best fish taco in town (at Kiko's Place) will run you an entire $1.75. And two tacos make more than a meal.

5. Taco trucks are a meeting place for every social and economic class to gather over their love of tacos, learn about each other and create a sense of community. Not once did I hear anyone getting into a political argument or putting down their fellow man while standing around a taco truck. Which is not something I can say about my local post office, frozen yogurt store or home improvement mega-store.

6. Free soup while you wait. DELICIOUS. HOMEMADE. FREE. SOUP.

7. There are nowhere near enough taco trucks in San Diego, let alone the USA. In fact the only downside to my taco truck odyssey was the amount of time I had to spend looking for taco trucks.

8. Taco tucks provide valuable income for surrounding businesses. A great taco truck is a boon to anyone's brick-and-mortar biz, no matter what it is.

9. Taco Trucks are as American as Apple Pie and Marshmallow Fluff. Especially in the West, also known as "used to be Mexico".

10. While not all the taco trucks I visited were operated by immigrants (some were Latino Americans born in the USA), many were. Like most immigrants from anywhere in any field, they worked tirelessly to provide quality service, even during a week-long extreme heatwave in which hundreds of other businesses closed. Workers who had the day off of course didn't want to spend the hot day cooking at home, so guess where they went?

Then there was this day:
This is the taco that had me sobbing in the parking lot.

If there's one main takeaway from this whole experience, it was this: FOOD IS POWERFUL. As a necessity of life, it has the power to bring us together and it's absence means the end of all civilization. Nothing evokes memories, good or bad, as effectively as food. As I mowed my way through 38 tacos, I remembered the first time I had a fish taco (made for me by a childhood friend's dad who was a fisherman). I remembered my high school years when I ate the "California Taco"- like the "California Burrito", which made it's debut during my adolescence, it contained carne asada and french fries. No wonder I gained two pounds.

I was completely caught off guard, however, by the taco in the photo above. It was at a taco truck I'd driven by countless times during the last couple of years, but had never visited. When I finally pulled into the parking lot I was astonished to discover that Tacos El Ranchero (at the Telegraph Canyon Road on-ramp to the 805) served, pretty much exclusively, exactly the dishes I grew up eating and almost never find in restaurants. Tacos made from cabeza (yep, head) and lengua (tongue) were never my favorite as a kid (though my late dad adored them), so I chose tripa (tripe).

I took the tiny taco (only about 4 inches wide) to my car and couldn't resist sneaking a bite. Immediately, tears flooded my eyes and before I knew it, I was sobbing into my tripa right there in the parking lot at Tacos El Ranchero. I couldn't figure out why at first, but eventually the memories of childhood barbecues started surfacing. All my cousins (I have 18 first cousins alone) and aunts and uncles singing and talking loudly and running and even fighting while my grandfather happily grilled tripa on the barbecue he'd built himself in the backyard. When my grandfather got too old to stand over the grill, my Uncle Chuy took over tripa duty-and his recipe was even better. Like my dad, both my grandfather and my Uncle Chuy are long gone. I never realized until that moment in the parking lot just how deeply I missed them, that I never thought I'd ever taste tripa again, and how grateful I am to have grown up in this country, at this time, in this family, eating this food.
My grandfather (standing) and my dad (the kid in the foreground)  at Thanksgiving-
the only holiday where we didn't eat tacos.
They would have gotten such a kick out of this whole taco truck thing. My dad and his brother were the first members of the family to attend college-for their generation just finishing high school was a huge accomplishment. My grandfather was a cowboy and in many ways a very traditional, macho, Latino man, but he was also the biggest champion of diversity I've ever known. All three men faced a great deal of discrimination during their lives, but they never let it stop them from pursuing their dreams and setting an example for the rest of us.
My Uncle Chuy (center, with saxophone) in his ground-breaking, multi-racial band, The Mixtures.
He later became a professor at San Diego State University.
When you encounter folks with an "us against them" view of their fellow citizens, for whatever reason, I hope you'll respond as my dad, grandfather and uncle always did, with patience and compassion and the offer of a taco.

Wishing you love with extra cheese,
Nacho Mama


Saturday, September 3, 2016

The Great Taco Experiment! #30TacoTrucks30Days #TacoTrucksOnEveryCorner

Wow, has it really been that long?


How is everyone? Tired of the election cycle yet? Yeah, me too. And despite my last post, I've never been a person who goes all political on social media. I try not to push the candidate I'm voting for down anyone's throats and I really respect the people in my life who have different political views than mine.

This time, though, it's been a little...different. Though I have friends and family that span the political spectrum, one thing is very clear: no one I know personally, not one single person, no matter what their party affiliation, is planning to vote for the GOP candidate. 

Most of my Republican friends* have even reached out to me and others about the rhetoric coming from the GOP candidate, assuring us that they absolutely do not support the vitriol and hate speech we've all seen on the 24-hour news cycle. They are standing up to their own party and holding them accountable, because they feel it's for the good of their party. And you know what? That actually helps. 

*This is where I interject that I, personally, do not belong to any political party. I like to really research everyone's position before casting my vote, regardless of which party my vote represents. It's time-consuming but it helps me sleep at night.

Anyhoo-as most of you are aware, this happened a couple of days ago:

Like many of you, my first thoughts were:

1. "Dominant Culture? WTF is that supposed to mean?"

and 

2. "Great. Now I want tacos."

and

3. "OMG, every corner? How can I make sure this happens?"

As many of you know, I live in San Diego. Which means I am acutely aware, perhaps more than most, of what this glorious, Trump-free, taco-filled future would look and feel like for all of us. And it is FREAKING DELICIOUS.

Upon further reflection, I realized how long it had been since I had actually purchased a taco from a taco truck. Waaay too long! And what if, heaven forbid, the unthinkable happens and THEY ALL DISAPPEAR? I would have been complicit, and I'd never be able to forgive myself. Also, to be honest, the "Latinos For Trump" guy's remarks really, really offended and hurt me. So I decided to deal with those feelings the best way I know how, by:

1. Poking fun.

and

2. Eating. Tacos.

I'd like to do what I can to keep a cheery attitude while also keeping the local taco truck industry humming. I decided to try and eat at least one meal a day, for 30 days, from a local taco truck. My friend Jen suggested the hashtag #30TacoTrucks30Days - and the Great Taco Experiment was launched!
Day 2: VERY convenient location!
Follow me on Instagram or Twitter (@shesnachomama on both) to see all the amazing tacos (and more) I will be eating! 

And stay tuned here on the blog to see what a month of Taco Truck Cuisine does to my waistline. Kind of like "Supersize Me" only more delicious, less dangerous (I think?) to my health and with better makeup. That's right, I will be posting RESULTS of The Great Taco Experiment on October 2! Until then...


Have you ever enjoyed taco truck tacos? They taste like freedom.

Wishing you love with extra cheese-
Nacho Mama



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Saturday, March 12, 2016

News Fatigue? This looks like a job for SALSA KIDS! #salsakids #thesalsacure

Oh, dear. I know, I'm experiencing it, too.

News Fatigue.
Me after watching cable news.
It's gotten pretty ugly out there, hasn't it? I don't care how positive a person you are, enough exposure to this stuff can get you so riled up, bummed out and let down that it can start to seem like there's nothing any of us can do to make this world a better place. 

I feel you. 

These are the times when I need to be reminded that one light heart outshines a thousand dark ones. When I need to see, really see, that it's infinitely more powerful to inspire someone's joy than it is to light a fire under their anger. 

THIS LOOKS LIKE A JOB FOR....SALSA KIDS!

That's right. I'm pulling out the big guns here, people. Just try and keep a straight face and a still booty while these children blow you away with the unbridled, fantastic tripping of the light that is...
SALSA KIDS!


Behold!
Feast your eyes..and your SOUL!
The cuteness! The footwork! THE FIRE!
Come on! What are you, made of stone?!
SALSA KIDS! Bringing people together all over the world.
SALSA KIDS! There's no one they can't help. 

Don't believe me? Oh, ye of little faith. Don't you see? 

SALSA KIDS aren't just here to help you and me.

SALSA KIDS even help...SALSA GROWNUPS!

Feel free to replay as often as necessary. You feel better now, right?
Me after SALSA KIDS!
I'm pretty sure that when the Divine Gloria Estefan said, "The Rhythm Is Gonna Get You" she was talking about SALSA KIDS!

SALSA KIDS! Here to recharge our batteries so we can all live to fight News Fatigue another day.

Thanks, SALSA KIDS!

Wishing you love with extra cheese,
Nacho Mama

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Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Hey! I recorded a PODCAST!

No, really!

Hello, dear ones. How is your 2016 going? One BIG goal I had set for this year is to FINALLY get back to Nacho Mama's Podcast (still available on iTunes and Stitcher). Not that I haven't been podcasting at all, of course I've been very active over at the Book Versus Movie podcast my dear friend Margo D (@BrooklynFitChik) and I have been producing. But I have sorely missed doing Nacho Mama's Podcast-so I determined to find a way to get it broadcast.


I'm so glad to be back! One of the main reasons I've wanted to resurrect the podcast is that there are so many lovely podcasts I want to share with you. The two I mention in this episode are:

The Dependent Independent
The Fat Father Chronicles

And there will be more! Plus I can finally answer a few of the questions you all have been asking in my absence.

In the meantime...is there anything else you all would like to know? Seriously, I'd love to answer your questions on the air so send 'em right along, folks. You can ask in the comments, tweet me @shesnachomama or email me ShesNachoMama@yahoo.com.

And let me know how you are! I've missed you. What are some of YOUR 2016 goals?

Wishing you love with extra cheese-
Nacho Mama



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