Hola a todos.
Ever wonder what a typical day looks like
for the busiest member of the Casagrandes family?
I mapped out Abuela's schedule.
Here's a look at the day in the life of Rosa Casagrande.
Best pack a snack, it's going to be a long one.
Mm. Oh, man, I'm starving.
Uh-uh, mijita, not before dinner.
First on Abuela's to do list,
we have cooking breakfast. And with so many mouths to fee,
what better way to do it than a traditional
and spicy Mexican feast?
Abuela, are these chilaquiles a little spicier than usual?
Pssh. It's just a little hot chile.
[screaming] Hot! Hot! Hot!
Growing up, we always ate spicy food.
I'm trying to build your tolerance.
[laughing] You guys are wimps.
Yeah, total wimps.
Uh, maybe I'll play it safe and stick with the pancakes.
They're jalapeño pancakes.
Milk. Milk!
Say leche, leche.
[babbling]
That's Carlitos' ghost pepper leche!
- It burns! - Ow! My eye!
Not Ow, my eye! ¡Aye, mi ojo!
- Aye, mi ojo! - Muy bien.
After breakfast, it's time to attend to her tenants.
As the manager of the apartment building,
that means she's responsible for all the broken amenities,
no matter where the call comes from.
Mr. Nakamura.
My toilet's going off like old faithful.
Doggy paddle, Nelson!
Ah, just a second, Mr. Nakamura.
Aye. There's a cowboy monkey riding my faucet
like a bucking bronco.
[speaking Spanish]
One moment, Mrs. Flores.
Hector? Where are you calling me from?
The shower, there's no hot water.
My burritos getting cold.
Aye, it's going to take all weekend to fix this mess.
With all the repairs taken care of, it's time to head back
to the apartment, just in time to teach the rest of the family
a lesson about cheating on Abuela's cooking.
Help. They're trying to send me away.
What's going on? Have you lost your mind?
She's right. We have lost our minds.
I can't believe we're trying to get rid
of Sergio over something so silly.
Guys, we have to come clean.
[sighing]
You're right, Ronalda.
Can you do it? Thanks.
[shrieking]
Abuela, we've been going to the new tamale truck
across the street.
Sergio was threatening to tell you
unless we gave in to all his demands.
But we never should have lied to you in the first place.
We're so sorry.
Sorry, Abuela.
I'm still your favorite, right?
So. What do you like about those tamales?
Are they better than mine?
[crickets chirping]
Oh! Um...
Okay! They are better than yours,
I'm so sorry.
Please don't make us eat frozen waffles.
[laughing]
Glad to hear you love my tamales.
What?
Gabby, the woman who owns the tamale truck
is using my recipe.
Since when do you give away your recipes?
Well, we made a little swap.
Her husband owns Jack's Hardware Store.
So, she got the recipe,
and I get a lifetime discount on tools.
And speaking of cooking, it's off to the market to pick up
fresh new ingredients, only the very best
for the Casagrande household.
Great cooking starts with the best ingredients.
First, we need limes.
This one looks good.
No, no. The perfect lime has to be
the right shade of green, has to have the right smell,
and finally the right bounce.
[laughing]
Yeah, no good.
We're going to have to check each one.
but there's like 100 limes here.
200.
After shopping, it's time to kick back
and enjoy some fancy lunch with Ronnie Anne.
At least that's what she think.
Whoa.
[music playing]
Wow, Abuela.
I thought we were going to Bruno's hot dog cart.
This place is fancy.
You think so? Could you see having;
oh, I don't know, a birthday party here?
Pssh. I've seen better,
Sergio, who invited you?
Just wait until you taste the food, Ronalda.
Here, try the [speaking Spanish]
It's my fave, as you kids say.
Mmm.
And don't forget to leave space for dessert.
[gasping]
Whoa.
I can smell the [speaking Spanish]
Why are you torturing me?
Gracias.
Abuela, why are you treating me to all of this?
Aye. Can't an Abuela do something nice
for her [speaking Spanish] Eat.
And I have one more treat for our special day.
[Sergio belching]
With lunch concluded, it's finally time
for some nice R and R with something
like a book and a cozy blanket? Haha. Guess again.
Are you sure you want to do this, Abuela?
Of course. I've always wanted to tread.
Here, let me help.
Huh? Look, I'm doing it.
[screaming]
You really stuck the landing there.
Okay, Bobby, pitch me the ball.
[panting]
You're out!
I mean, are you okay?
It's great you want to learn about K-Pop, Abuela.
You know me, can't good enough Ten is Evening.
It's Twelve is Midnight.
[chuckles]
They're known for their choreography.
[music playing]
Now you try.
[groaning]
[music playing]
It's all in the hips, baby.
Better keep your tap shoes on
because next up, we have Abuela's dance class.
While K-Pop might not be her speed, a conga line is
the perfect remedy for a sore body.
That must be them now.
He'll recognize you. Quick, hide.
And now a warmup conga line.
Loosen up those hips and shake 'em.
[panting]
It's starting to get late and Ronnie Anne still has
one more ingredient left on her list.
Good thing she has Abuela as her personal driver.
Get in.
There's the crab truck!
Look out. Bridge!
[screaming]
It's getting away.
We'll see about that.
Whoa!
Phew.
Q'bole Crabby, let me get half a pound
of your best stuff, por favor.
Good thing we have a spare tire in the trunk.
Oh no! Now we'll never get to our building in time.
Don't worry Mija, I have some friends who owe me a favor.
[cooing]
With all the chores and shopping done,
it's finally dinnertime.
Nothing but the healthiest greens
for the Casagrande niños.
Where is everybody?
I told you, hijo. Frieda and Carlos went
to that big art and music festival,
Burning Flan,
and Ronnie Anne and Bobby are at Arturo's
for the weekend.
Oh, dibs on their dinner.
Carl, CJ, don't forget your espárragos.
Oh, yucko!
Carl, you need your vegetables.
Okay, Abuela, I'll eat 'em.
Release the chocolate sauce and sprinkles!
Release the chancla.
Evening time, which can only mean
a romantic date alone with Hector.
[sighing]
True love topped off
with some of the best food in the city.
She made it.
Mmm. Mmm.
Hola, señorita bonita.
Que guapo.
This food smells delicioso.
Si, almost as good as mine.
It should, you cooked it.
Huh?
Awe, it's the song from our wedding.
Aye, it takes me back, you haven't aged a day mi flora.
[laughing]
- Awe. - It's working.
A toast, to the love of my life and the best years--
Freeze! This is a robbery! Give me all your dinero
and nobody gets karate-chopped!
Hi-yah!
[screaming]
Hector!
[gasping]
That's right! Keep running!
Ow.
Thanks for saving me, mi amor.
Saving you? I was making sure the food was okay.
Uh!
Rosa, come on.
With the day passing to night,
it's time we finally say buenas noches
and get some well deserved res.
[snoring]
Buenas noches, my foot. I'm too worried to sleep.
Mi Bobbito didn't take his sleeping helmet!
What if he falls out of bed?!
[snoring]
And that concludes a full day in the life of Abuela.
Better rest up, Rosa because tomorrow starts
the whole process all over again.
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Let's do this.
Wow. Even I don't do my own stunts.