Cafe con Leche - Sorta

When I was about 4 or 5 years old - as I refer to them, "my parents' early Cuban refugee" years, they would scrimp and save to buy espresso coffee. We were in New York at the time so it was expensive and only available at Italian markets. Naturally they would only use it to drink as "cafecito" - not "waste" it for cafe con leche. Instead we would use Nescafe Instant for the cafe con leche. There was no Cuban bread at the time, so they'd buy baguettes.

Flash forward to this morning as I dipped some baguette into Nescafe con Leche. And smiled.

57 Years Ago Today

Today would have been my parents' 57th wedding anniversary. That's them up there, in 1952, shortly before they got married.

This year Hubby and I will celebrate our 12th anniversary, I can't even fathom 57 years!

In my heart they're together, celebrating with food, music and old friends. Hey - maybe in Heaven my father can dance! Maybe Edith Piaf will sing "La Vie en Rose" for them...

Happy Anniversary Papi y Mami! I love you and I miss you.