When I moved into an off-campus apartment this Fall, the first thing I missed was my mom's cooking. I soon realized that the nearest Puerto Rican restaurant was a 43 minute T-ride away. If I didn’t learn how to cook like my mom soon, I’d be seriously deprived of authentic Boricua food.
Being inside has really enabled me to never put on pants, makeup and to neglect properly plating any of my food. But, I decided to make a three course meal for my boyfriend’s family, who I am in quarantine with.
