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It's September, you know what that means? It's Hispanic Heritage Month! When I think about my heritage, mi abuela comes to mind. Mi abuela never liked being called "abuela" she said it made her feel old. But, that's what she is, my grandma, mi abuelita. I have a lot of memories with my grandma from when I was growing up and I am so fortunate that I still have her around to visit, even though she doesn't speak English and I don't speak Spanish. Though we always seem to understand each other. On our recent visit I took her two of her favorite things: Coffee and dessert. Yup, that's a Dulce de Leche Cheesecake.
I learned a lot from my grandma in the kitchen, I am so thankful that she shared all of her best recipes with me and my mom. One thing my grandma doesn't do, is bake. Ever since I started baking cookies and sweets as a kid my grandma would always ask for her own stash of galletas.
This week I brought along two surprises for my visit with my grandma. I bought Nestle's Dulce de Leche Cheescake kit from Walmart and baked it with my little monsters the night before our visit.
Besides the kit, you need butter, cream cheese and eggs and the box instructions are very easy to follow. You start with making the crust and everything else is really just mixing all of the ingredients together and then baking for about 30 minutes and refrigerating for 4 hours. I refrigerated over night before visiting my grandma.
I also took our favorite Nescafe Clasico Coffee because I'm just like my my grandma, we LOVE our Nescafe coffee. Actually, the first time I tried coffee was with my grandma in Mexico. We were visiting my great grandpa (buelito) and we weren't allowed to drink the water, so the only thing we had to drink in the morning was Tampico orange juice and coffee, since it was made with boiled water. I was 11 years old when I shared my first cup of coffee with my grandma.
Mmm. What goes better with a slice of sweet Dulce de Leche Cheesecake than a nice hot cup of Nescafe Coffee?
Isn't my grandma cute? I have to admit, she kinda scared me when I was a kid. She was bigger than me and spoke another language and I always thought she was yelling. But, she never yelled at me. She has always loved me and made me feel special, she still calls me la reina.
I am glad I got to spend some time with my grandma and hear all of her gossip while sharing some dessert. How do you celebrate your Hispanic heritage? What is your favorite recipe handed down from your abuela or abuelo?