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Anybody who knows me knows I have impromptu dinner parties at least twice a month. I’m extremely generous but the gift is actually mine. I spend all my time with kids or working, the ability to have a space where I can bond with other adults and remember I am not only a mom is a godsend. I am grateful to Liz, my hitta, Laveda my wise big sister, James an old friend I didn’t know I had and of course my partner in crime and the love of my life @___stand_ism for allowing me to host a beautiful spread of seafood and giving me a night full of laughter and fellowship. This was an awesome Friday night! #mamatanya #grownupdinnerparty #dinnerparty #grownasswoman #grownupshit

I LOVE #chinatownnyc but it gives me anxiety. The way Chinese immigrants have a very different sense of space, personal or otherwise. But I get the best seafood and Sun Sai Gai has the best duck in town I don’t care what nobody says. But the customer service? 👀 baby I think the only place I get more shady service is the West Indian restaurants in Gun Hill or Flatbush. I’m often tickled tho because the merchants here will talk wild crazy to you and then laugh when you reciprocate. I told the fishmonger to stop being rude or I was gonna smack him and I was very serious. His response? “Oh, oh, oh, you so mean. Take ya fish and go! Big woman go RAWRRR.” I started cracking up and he waved me away. There is something to giving up the pretense of “customer service” in spaces like this. I told him have a nice day and he mumbled something and waved me off then finally said “you too nice day”. My relationship with Chinatown is Love/Hate but mostly love and so I don’t mind driving 35 minutes from the Bronx here and trying to find parking on these tiny ass streets with people who just run the fuck out in traffic to keep coming back. Now the tourists...sheiiitttt y’all can keep them niggas. They’re annoying. #mamatanya #mamatanyaskitchen #smallspaces #streetmarkets

We call Chase “Basquiat” because his hair is interesting. I’ve stopped twisting it every couple weeks and just wash it once a week. I allow him the liberation in embracing nappy hair. Also, he’s light skinned so he gets a lot more latitude. People think it’s cute. I’m aware it’s part of his privilege of being lighter with finer features. But today was picture day so I was like fuck all that boy you’re getting your hair done. Lol 🤣🤷🏿‍♀️ Some days it’s a bit disarming how much he looks like his pappy. Today was one of those days. He’s mad adorable tho...like frfr #mamatanya #mysun #pictureday #cutekids

Y’all waaaaayyyyy to happy about Kamala dropping out the race. It’s misplaced as far as I’m concerned. Now, Crazy Joe or this Pete nigga...if they drop out imma buss open out in the skreets. I mean cut a whole Bye Joe! Twerk song. What would ya Bye Joe! song sound like? I’m serious. I wanna know. #mamatanya #ByeJoeTwerksongchallenge

I MADE THE WASHINGTON POST!!!! But it’s bittersweet af. This was an amazing shoot with dope ass talent. Hair by D’angelo, makeup, interview AND CASTING by Sade and styling by Alexander all tagged in the first photo and NONE OF THESE people got paid. A Black woman’s labor was essentially stolen. I was also not credited in the piece nor were any of the other models and we were all casted for very specific reasons. We were all interviewed at length about what it meant to be highly visible Black folks of varying hues in our respective industries. This was a smart piece about diversity and inclusion and when it finally made it to the editing room floor it was reduced to 500 words by the photographer and no one else. This was part of a series in the Washington Post called “The Race Card”. And I know shit changes once higher ups get it and shit gets highly edited in film, print and digital content but it is ironic that in a piece that was originally supposed to be about diversity and inclusion a Black woman’s words were completely cut out and that she nor the BIPOC talent were paid. Sade has receipts, literal emails with Washington Post to be paid and what she was being hired for and last minute that changed and the editors deferred to the photographer, a Black man they said they paid and any further monies paid out should have come out of THAT budget. To this date neither Washington Post not Marc Baptist have paid Sade or other talent. They were also not credited and Sade casted, interviewed the models AND did ALL THE MAKEUP! Listen, I had a great time being photographed, Marc is an amazing talent and a hoot. I am proud of the photos but not so much that I would share them without acknowledging the theft of a Black woman’s labor especially in a piece about EQUITY because anyone who knows me knows I stand on the right side of fair pay for Black women and femmes but I guess other folks wouldn’t because they cut all my damn commentary and words out the piece and reduced me and these other fabulous folks down to nothing but nameless faces of varied complexions. How ironic is that? #mamatanya #payblackwomen #believeblackwomen #blackwomenmatter

I’m convinced I must be a lunatic. I still have a whole tray of Mac and cheese, lots of candies sweet potatoes, green beans and biscuits and my crazy ass still made Sunday dinner with buttermilk fried chicken, potato salad and banana pudding. What was I thinking. My kids are happy, my good friend George is happy and I’m drunk. I feel like this is a win for E’erybody! #mamatanya #mamatanyaskitchen #thanksgivingpart2 #ihadleftoverfoodihadntcookedyet 🤷🏿‍♀️

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