From "El Recuerdo" in the magnificent Summer Issue of The Passionate Transitory:

"My grandmother offered me a unique and plain cookie
of the kind I still haven’t encountered anywhere else
and uttered the magic word, galleta.
That is the first word I learned with her.
We watched a game on TV, el juego de la oca,
and these became the next words.
This is how, enveloped in unconditional love,
I discovered the language of Cervantes
and of God, as it is called."

http://thepassionatetransitory.yolasi...Helene Cardona