Pan Dulce: A Reminder of My Childhood

When Jonathan and I were in San Francisco, we stayed in the Mission District. I loved it. It felt just like home. The graffiti, the Spanish, and the small panaderias, it all reminded me of LA so much.

Growing up, my mom would treat me to pan dulce (Mexican sweet bread) in the supermarket if I behaved. It was Jonathan’s first pan dulce, and I was super excited to share a little bit of my childhood with him.