The bustling heart of Miami, called us on some Sundays. Amidst the colorful chaos of Bayfront Park, lies a treasure trove of memories woven with the spicy threads of Latin culture. While many see dinner parties as elegant affairs reserved for special occasions, in our family, they were a weekly testament to love, laughter, and the indomitable spirit of my grandmother, Felicita.
Picture this: a typical Sunday morning, with the sun peeking through the curtains, casting a golden glow on our cozy home. The day always began with the solemn ritual of attending church (misa), followed by a hearty lunch prepared by Felicita herself. But what came next was the highlight of the week – a culinary adventure that would make even the most seasoned foodie green with envy.
Instead of settling for mundane meals at home, Felicita had a knack for turning Sundays into a feast for the senses. Whether it was a lavish spread of seafood delights at Red Lobster or a jaunt to Bayside to indulge in the spectacle of salsa and merengue artists, she made sure our taste buds were always tingling with excitement.
Ah, the 90s – a time when big band music was the Spotify of our generation, but better because it was live! As we swayed to the rhythm of the music, surrounded by the vibrant energy of Miami's Latin community, Felicita's laughter would fill the air like a melody, reminding us that life was meant to be savored.
But the festivities didn't end there. As the sun began its descent, we'd make our way back home, where the real party awaited. Imagine a table groaning under the weight of platters piled high with salami, cheese, and an array of fried delicacies – a true testament to the culinary prowess of our matriarch.
No matter what the Sunday agenda entailed, one thing remained constant – family. Our gatherings were a cacophony of laughter, chatter, and the clinking of glasses, as more than twenty of us would come together to celebrate the simple joy of being together.
In the Dominican Republic, Sundays are sacred – a day of rest and reflection. It's a tradition deeply ingrained in our culture, where time slows down, and families come together to reconnect and recharge.
As I reflect on those lazy Sunday afternoons spent basking in the warmth of my family's love, I can't help but feel a pang of nostalgia. The slow strains of salsa playing in the background, the scent of home-cooked meals wafting through the air – these are the memories that inspire me to create.
And so, I invite you to embrace the spirit of Sundays with Felicita. Whether it's gathering around the dinner table with your loved ones or embarking on your own culinary adventures, may you find joy in the simple pleasures of togetherness.
As we launched our home collection at Felicita and Faustina, it's not just about creating beautiful pottery – it's about capturing the essence of those lazy Sunday afternoons, where time stood still and love filled the air.
So, here's to Sundays with Felicita – a celebration of family, food, and the rich tapestry of Latin culture. May your tables always be laden with love, and your hearts full to bursting with the warmth of family ties.
¡Salud y buen provecho! (Cheers and enjoy your meal!)
Alicia