When Phillip and I broke up, my mom already knew it was going to happen months before it ended, “Mamita, I think he’s seeing someone else. I can feel it.” Mom was straight up sometimes, and you could never blame her, some information just needed to be shared, but in typical Enogenia fashion, I lashed […]

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This isn’t TacoBell, Bitch.

Like most kids growing up, Saturday mornings were my favorite day of the week. Sleeping in, watching cartoons, home-made breakfasts, I lived for Saturday mornings – except for those Saturday morning cleaning days, with the mami soundtracks, yeah, we’re not talking about those. I’m talking about spending quality time in the kitchen whipping up desayuno, […]

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The Big Sur Inn

“Get your shifts covered this weekend.” He said. “I booked us a cabin at the Big Sur Inn. We can take my car.” He’d been trying to book us a cabin there for months, with no luck. That was just like him though, always planning stuff on a whim. I loved his spontaneity. There was […]

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