Her tía used to make blue-corn sweet bread to sell to sustain the family. She shares that when she was five years old she would sleep over at their house and whenever she woke up in the middle of the night the room was full of the blue-corn aroma. Carolina confesses that though that’s one of her favorite memories growing up, she finally realized what blue corn looked like when she had the opportunity to travel to New Mexico and experienced cultivating it.
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Jocelyn Munguia Chavez
To this day I still remember my grandparents and the rural life style we had then. My grandmother had chickens and grew her own food, and my grandpa was an albañil /’handy man’. My parents and I lived with them and other extended family members, so sharing was a must. When I was younger my mother would always find time to be with me and teach me through her own, very subtle, ways.