Welcome to The Half Jalapeño — where California sun meets Mexican spice and we eat our way across all 32 states of Mexico, one bite at a time.
I’m half Mexican, half white, fully obsessed with the delicious chaos that is Mexican food. Raised in California, I grew up with tamales on one side of the table and Costco rotisserie chicken on the other. Somewhere between Christmas pozole and microwaved pizza, I realized food isn’t just fuel — it’s identity, memory, and let’s be honest, a little therapy.
This blog is your passport to the vibrant, salsa-drenched heart of Mexico — every state, every signature dish, every story louder than a mariachi band at a quinceañera. From the smoky moles of Oaxaca to the seafood fiestas of Baja, The Half Jalapeño hits that sweet spot: spicy, not scary; curious, not pretentious; cultural, not textbook-y.
I’m not a trained chef, just your salsa-splattered guide armed with curiosity, Google, and a tía on speed dial. Each post dishes out a recipe that’s actually doable, a splash of history, and a few personal chismes — all seasoned with love and maybe a burnt tortilla or two.
Whether you’re reconnecting with your roots, Mexi-curious, or just here for the tacos — pull up a chair. Grab a jalapeño margarita (half spicy, half sweet — like me), and let’s take this pepper-fueled adventure together.
Porque aquí, we’re always con sabor. Jalapeño half full, always.