{"id":2960,"date":"2024-11-10T12:40:14","date_gmt":"2024-11-10T16:40:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/?p=2960"},"modified":"2024-11-10T13:32:49","modified_gmt":"2024-11-10T17:32:49","slug":"mezclando","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/index.php\/2024\/11\/10\/mezclando\/","title":{"rendered":"Mezclando"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">My first memory is of Abuela stirring a pot in the kitchen. I stood beside her on my tippy toes, fingers curled on the cream-colored linoleum countertop.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cCuando voy a la e\u2019cuela voy a e\u2019tudiar duro.\u201d I promised.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cAs\u00ed es.\u201d Her large metal spoon scraped the bottom of the saucepan. Hot food sloshed around. Abuela\u2019s father made her drop out before the third grade. Her dreams were reduced to household chores. She wanted more for me.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSigue mezclando, \u00a1que se va a pegar!\u201d She handed the spoon over and paid close attention to me as I paid close attention to it.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">If watching fire was a course, I had a front-row seat with a tenured professor. But I took it for granted. As soon as I stepped into a school, I stayed out of the kitchen. I never learned any of her recipes. I\u2019m ashamed I didn\u2019t even think to ask. I was busy with classes, working nonstop. I was a cashier, an intern, an assistant, and a designer. I grinded, scraped, sat, and ate. Abuela brought out the food as I stared into a screen. But she didn\u2019t mind. She was proud. Maybe she knew words are food, too.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Abuela cooked nearly every meal I ate for twenty years. According to her, outside food no era comida. Even when she didn\u2019t cook\u2014like on summer Sunday barbecues when my father set black charcoal aflame and laid pink meat down on folded foil\u2014she had seasoned it. Her saz\u00f3n of purple onions, garlic, and peppers cut inside the palm of her hand, made our house smell for days.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She twisted chickens and placed them in boiling water. She de-feathered, cut, and washed them with care. She placed saz\u00f3n and sugar on the skillet first, forcing the flavors to deepen and the meat to become a gooey brown. She served us first and sucked the feet last.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sugar was her favorite ingredient. She would tear open a four-pound Domino bag and pour it directly into an olla, stirring until every grain dissolved. Her<\/span> <span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">dulces were tooth-achingly sweet. She would pull her sharp machete out of the pantry and hack open coconuts on the kitchen floor. Then, she would scrape the husks raw and use the flesh for sticky dulce de coco. Every year, she hid a wobbly flan in the fridge for my birthday. And my favorite, her ma\u00edz caquiao, always had perfectly softened kernels.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She held metal trays straight from the oven as if heat couldn\u2019t penetrate her skin. Her fingerprints were scattered across the cabinets, countertops, and doors. My mother would retrace Abuela\u2019s steps with a damp rag. But as soon as the kitchen was clean, she was back inside.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Don\u2019t get it twisted. Abuela\u2019s life wasn\u2019t cooking; it was caring for people. She memorized guests\u2019 favorite dishes and had them ready when they returned. She asked my friends what they wanted and waited patiently as I translated their requests. She spent weeks at a time in the Dominican Republic, listening to everyone who stopped by her marquesina, offering a cafecito for their thoughts. She returned home with a raspy, inaudible voice gone with the advice she had given.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She felt like everyone\u2019s abuela.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She threw her husband out after seven short years and devoted herself to her community. She raised kids that weren\u2019t hers. She had more godchildren than she could count. She made her kids sit in the corner of parties while she took over the dance floor. She prayed each night at the altar by her bed.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But she was my Abuela, not theirs.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She moved to America when I was three months old and slept beside me for years. She took me on shopping trips around the neighborhood. She spontaneously challenged me to race down the block and always let me win. She whispered \u201cno llores mi ni\u00f1a\u201d whenever she saw me cry.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The first time Abuela left the stove on, we thought it was an accident. She was probably on the phone, offering consejos como medicina. Or las noticias had distracted her. Maybe her ironing pile was too tall, the steam too hot. But her mind melted faster than we could grasp. Thoughts dripped from one conversation to the next. Simple names slipped her mind. Less than a year later, she was forced to resign her throne. Her life was reduced to aimless shuffling.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When she left the kitchen, it was as if the doors to her soul flew open. She stirred around with nothing to do, her hands grasped the air searching for something to cut, mix, wring, or hold. Misplaced belongings and subtle confusion turned into frustrated accusations. She claimed we were stealing from her, swearing she was in the wrong place but unable to find where the right one was. She tried to run away as if held hostage in this body, place, and time. She asked us over and over again, &#8216;\u00bfQui\u00e9n t\u00fa eres?&#8217; until she didn\u2019t think to ask at all.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Words faded in and out of her consciousness. \u00bfQu\u00e9 es piso? \u00bfQu\u00e9 es cuchara? Her depth perception was mixed up, too. She reached for things across the room, spoke to photographs like old friends, stopped recognizing her reflection, and forgot how to write her name. She stopped dancing and praying.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">My second memory is also of Abuela. She was on her way out of the house, heading to my uncle\u2019s for the weekend. But she always slept by my side. I screamed, I cried, I burned red. I wrapped my tiny body around her and begged her to stay. She tried to calm me down, unsuccessfully. I can\u2019t remember what she said. The only thing that remains clear is a knot in the pit of my stomach like bad food bubbling up\u2014a warning that as soon as she leaves, my world will crumble.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Recently, I brought Abuela home after she spent the day at my house. She lives with my aunt now, her full-time caretaker. When we arrived, I pulled her out of the car, guided her up the stairs, and delivered her inside.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I went to hug her goodbye, but she grabbed my hand, looked me in the eyes, and smiled. For a moment, I imagined that she recognized me, even though it\u2019s been seven years since she last called me by my name.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMe voy Abuela.\u201d\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cNo. No te vayas,\u201d she pleaded. I wished she would throw a tantrum, beg me to stay, tell me she loved me, remembered, and wanted to play card games on the couch, race down the street, and dance to her favorite merengue while stirring dulce in a saucepan, around and around until it thickened. But she didn\u2019t. She went silent. The glimmer in her eyes faded and an empty gaze spread across her face.\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400; color: #000000;\">I don\u2019t know any of Abuela\u2019s recipes. She took them with her when her mind dissolved. I can\u2019t even make a simple saz\u00f3n. But I\u2019m here writing, hoping that wherever her mind may be, she knows que sigo mezclando.<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-image-2965 alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"144\" height=\"144\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait.jpg 1680w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-300x300.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-1024x1024.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-150x150.jpg 150w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-768x768.jpg 768w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-1536x1536.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-120x120.jpg 120w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-360x360.jpg 360w, https:\/\/www.spanglishvoces.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/11\/anny_caba_portrait-80x80.jpg 80w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 144px) 100vw, 144px\" \/><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Anny Caba is a Dominican American writer and solo female traveler. 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