We lived in Caracas when I was a child. A different Caracas from what it is today. My childhood memories in this city are very different from the reality people live nowadays. One of the things I remember able to do and enjoy was to walk freely and stress free around...

My Abuela makes this delicious desert that I remember my dad especially used to love. Natilla or Crema is just that, a cream. It’s the Venezuelan cream brulee. It’s made with eggs, sugar, milk, butter, lemon peel and cornstarch. My Abuela would put lots of Maria...

Corn is widely used in Venezuela: drinks, main dishes, snacks, deserts. There’s a lot of corn going on in a Venezuelan diet. One of my favourite is Cachapas. Cachapas are fresh sweet corn pancakes. You usually find them at roadside stands or in small eateries. It’s...

Every weekend during most of my childhood, we traveled to see Lela and Lelo, my grandparents on my mom’s side. The highway from Caracas to Villa de Cura wasn’t fun. Often my sister and I would get motion sick. It is only a 130km stretch but for my sister and I, it was...

If there’s a drink I might never be able to recreate is the Chicha de Arroz. Chicha is a very sweet and very creamy drink made out of rice. It can be made at home or can be found in supermarkets. But the best was the one you could get in the street. The one I...

In my family, if you didn’t eat plantain for lunch you hadn’t eaten completely. Plantain is a very important staple in family and I would say for most Venezuelan families. You eat it with rice and beans, or with rice and meat, even with pasta. Anything that is savoury...

I was around 7 when one of my aunts decided to open up an ice cream place. My uncle was always a politician and my aunt was a stay at home mom, like most of my mom’s sisters. But my aunt Maritza couldn’t stay still and needed to do something with her life. I was so...

In the month of February Venezuela and many Latin American countries celebrate Carnival. For what I can remember, carnival was the time to have fun and go crazy because a few days carnival starts 40 days of lent when you’re supposed to focus on simple living, prayer,...

This is not a recipe per say but it is such a fond food-related memory from my childhood. My grandma, Lela, lived in what was then a tiny town. To me it was tiny because I lived in Caracas where you needed a car to get around. In Villa de Cura – La Villa for short...