Stays
We were two writers who never imagined we'd also be hosts — we just couldn't keep these places to ourselves. We leave the porch light on, a note on the letter board, and a treat on the table. Come as you are, and make yourself at home.
Hospitality, learned at the table.
I grew up in Austin, Texas in a big Mexican-American family that ran a restaurant and never stopped feeding people. My grandmother Wela prayed the rosary, grew roses, and taught me that love is something you cultivate from the inside out. My mother and father showed us that a family that keeps coming together can be soft, strong, silly and unstoppable at once.
Most of what I believe about family, faith, and hospitality, I learned at their tables — and it's what we hope you feel at ours.
Three homes, kept ready for you.
A question before you visit?
We answer every note ourselves. Tell us your dates and who's coming.