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While I was in Morocco, Africa last semester, I came across a girl who wasn't wearing the long, loose, hooded robe that I'd seen other women wearing in the

streets. But come to think of it, it was the first girl I had actually

gotten the opportunity to talk to. We had been surrounded by men our

entire trip -- our guides, shop owners, hotel receptionists -- were all

men.

I talked to her…

Only a few months after leaving home for Arizona State University, I went back to Nogales for my mom's birthday. During a conversation with my dad -- which tend to be intellectual -- I caught myself scrambling

for the correct way to say 'bachelor's degree' in Spanish. My dad leaned

back in his chair, let out a sarcastic laugh and said, "Nooo, ya se te

está olvidando el español a ti," which meant, "Oh boy, you're…

Mexicans don’t cook with measuring cups or spoons, organic herbs and spices, or extra-virgin olive oil.

Nah, we Mexicans follow some simpler guidelines: add a lot of consomé de pollo to everything, stock your pantry and fridge with at least nine types of hot sauces and chiles, and keep a ton of lard around —

preferably the one in the blue box — for holiday cooking.

Culinary traditions are one of the most important elements of culture. It…

Burritos, sombreros, tamales and these days, drug cartels. It's what usually comes to mind when people think 'Mexico.' But is there more than just spicy food, blue beaches and political incompetence to our

neighboring country? Of course there is -- just as there's more than

fat, ignorant, loud people to the U.S.

If living on the border of two different countries has taught me anything,…