Cafe y Chisme Corner

Stories, cultura, and gift guides rooted in real Latino family life. Read, share, and find something that feels like home.

Cafe y Chisme Corner

Cascarones: The Confetti Eggs That Turn Every C...

My tía Rosa kept a mesh onion bag hanging by her kitchen window all spring, and inside it, dozens of hollowed-out eggshells waited their turn. Every time she cracked an...

Cascarones: The Confetti Eggs That Turn Every C...

My tía Rosa kept a mesh onion bag hanging by her kitchen window all spring, and inside it, dozens of hollowed-out eggshells waited their turn. Every time she cracked an...

Piñata: The Real History Behind the Thing Every...

Every year at our posada, my uncle would hoist the same rope-and-pulley system over the porch beam, blindfold whichever cousin was smallest that year, and spin them around three times...

Piñata: The Real History Behind the Thing Every...

Every year at our posada, my uncle would hoist the same rope-and-pulley system over the porch beam, blindfold whichever cousin was smallest that year, and spin them around three times...

Molcajete: Why Your Abuela's Stone Bowl Makes S...

My abuela's molcajete sat on the same corner of her kitchen counter for as long as I can remember, so dark and worn smooth on the inside that it looked...

Molcajete: Why Your Abuela's Stone Bowl Makes S...

My abuela's molcajete sat on the same corner of her kitchen counter for as long as I can remember, so dark and worn smooth on the inside that it looked...

Amate Paper Art: The Bark Paper Mexican Artists...

In my grandfather's study, there was a framed painting of a tree of life bursting with birds and flowers, painted directly onto what looked like rough, textured bark instead of...

Amate Paper Art: The Bark Paper Mexican Artists...

In my grandfather's study, there was a framed painting of a tree of life bursting with birds and flowers, painted directly onto what looked like rough, textured bark instead of...

Huipil: The Woven Garment That Tells You Exactl...

My tía Rosa keeps a huipil folded in tissue paper at the bottom of her closet, one she bought at a market in San Cristóbal de las Casas thirty years...

Huipil: The Woven Garment That Tells You Exactl...

My tía Rosa keeps a huipil folded in tissue paper at the bottom of her closet, one she bought at a market in San Cristóbal de las Casas thirty years...

Talavera Pottery: Why the Blue-and-White Cerami...

My tío has exactly one Talavera platter he refuses to let anyone else wash, a wide blue-and-white piece with a chipped rim that's carried every tamale, every turkey, and every...

Talavera Pottery: Why the Blue-and-White Cerami...

My tío has exactly one Talavera platter he refuses to let anyone else wash, a wide blue-and-white piece with a chipped rim that's carried every tamale, every turkey, and every...