![]() ![]() Muchas veces se utiliza el arroz con gandules, que es uno de los platos predilectos de la navidad en nuestra islita.Įn vez de las tradicionales papas majadas de los Estados, en Puerto Rico se hace ensalada de papa o de coditos o macarrones. En este caso, lo tÃpico es alguna variación del arroz blanco con habichuelas por separado, como arroz guisado (cocido con algún otro elemento conjunto). ![]() A este estilo de preparación se le llama “pavochón”.Įn la mesa puertorriqueña rara vez falta el arroz y en Thanksgiving no es la excepción. Los platos tÃpicos de Thanksgiving no son los mismos, excepto por el pavo asado, que a veces también se substituye por cerdo, o lechón como se le dice acá. Incluso, se sirve algo que se le llama “pavochón” que es pavo cosido y sazonado al estilo del lechón tÃpico navideño. La verdad es que todos los dÃas festivos federales se celebran, pero éste lo hemos “criollizado” en gran medida. Mama used to tell me that I was hooked on adrenaline, which is why I couldn’t relax, I’m so thankful that drama no longer defines me.ĭo Thanksgiving YOUR way, maybe Covid19 is helping us all to learn about the important things in life and taking time to enjoy them.The English version of this Infusing Love: A Mom’s View blog can be found below.ÂĮn Puerto rico se celebra el DÃa de Acción de Gracias (Thanksgiving) al igual que en los Estados Unidos continentales. This is a good week to take stock of what works for you (and not) in your life and learning to keep things simple. Grateful for being able to put my thoughts in writing, for keeping up with friends even if it’s via Zoom, and dare I say it? Grateful to have peace in my life. Although I still feel grateful to have a home to come to, for my room/apartment when I need true refuge from people, places, and things. Now that this cuarentena has us on lock down one day, free the next, I haven’t really been able to do a lot of the things WHERE I want to do them. ![]() Of course, these are only for me but I’ve noticed that I’ve been able to work much smarter and to be a lil more relaxed with my daily “to do” tasks written on my white board updated every day, to keeping the calendar of family stuff and birthdays, and to working family dinners and events, and pushing myself to make sure things were ready/done one hour before before “doors”–the opening of doors before the start of an event. What’s hilarious to me is that I’m still very much Type A: I really do ‘plan’ out my life as if it were an event, timelines, deadlines and everything. I had to do the work on myself, still do. For years, I was embarrassed to admit that I actually loved hanging out with these people, being at home, doing things that fulfilled me like writing and reading. These have been my refuge when things didn’t go well with a job, or a man, or anything. ![]() Took me years to truly appreciate the important things in life for me: home, family, simple pleasures. Gratitude meant that everything was enough, that I didn’t have to be perfect all of the time, that I needed to just relax and just be…all of the things that I longed for when I’d be working an event for hours missing what was happening at home. That is, until I learned about gratitude. It was always expected that I would take charge, even when I didn’t want to sometimes, I did it. I was able to provide great holidays for the masses but never able to find that joy for myself. I was around people 24/7 so I was burned out at family things which now gives me a lot of regret. Maybe it’s because I’ve worked holiday events almost my entire life and career that I’ve rarely appreciated the holidays as maybe I should have. #52SlicesOfChingonaLife #52EssaysNextWave 38/52 ![]()
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