I loved many things about my family. Recent trip to MexicoLike the mossy trees I saw while driving through the mountain forests of Veracruz. Or the ancient pyramid of Tajín, with its shell-shaped steps rising to the sky. Or food. food. Pineapple kisses al pastor, tender carnitas, fried gorditas de papas, and fluffy tamales steamed in banana leaves.
But when I think back on the two weeks I spent visiting the village where my grandmother lived as a child, all those moments are the most memorable.
On the second day, we arrived in Tamujín after driving all day. There were several potty breaks and the kids were giggling and arguing in the backseat. My plan for the evening was to meet my grandmother’s nieces and nephews for dinner, and my stomach knotted as I walked from the hotel to Tia’s house.
My nerves were focused on one question. What will we talk about? I didn’t speak Spanish, and I was looking forward to traveling over 2,000 miles. ~ no It broke my heart to connect with my relatives.
But as soon as we turned the corner, the whole family started screaming. Bienvenidos!. A large white tent draped in twinkling lights made us, relatives and strangers alike, feel completely celebrated. home made backdrop Bienvenidos A Casa Familia In golden letters. Baby’s breath poured out of the empty wine bottles placed on each table. And the metal fans were running at full speed to give us some relief from the tropical heat.
My daughter and her cousin in front of the welcome sign.
That evening, as we sat shoulder to shoulder eating soft tortillas, crunchy chicharrones, and chocolate mole that Tia had spent hours preparing, any fears that we would not understand each other disappeared. My extended family made it clear that we were wanted and loved.
Throughout our trip, our family amazed us with their thoughtful hospitality at every moment. Like the table covered with colorful tote bags, Mexican candy, and handkerchiefs from my cousin’s house.
And the fans our cousins gave us at the Huasteca altar.
And the piñata brought out to see us off. Little kids and grandma! — I was thrilled.
By the end of the trip, I felt empowered by all the ways my family was cared for. So on the flight home, I daydreamed about how I could make future guests feel special when they visit my home. Here’s what I’ve come up with so far:
* Colorful hanging ‘Welcome’ sign In our living room.
* Bake a delicious dish chocolate chip cookies.
* Keep a bag of fresh flowers in the guest bedroom. See’s Lollipop (my favorite) and a disposable camera.
* Serve my #1 cozy dinner: roast chicken and potatoes with sides. Allison Roman’s Leafy Herb Salad.
How do you make your guests feel welcome? What did people do to make it? you Do you feel celebrated? I’d like to know.
PS How to be a great house guest and tips for avoiding small talk.
