Hi there, I'm Amy.

Moments after being called a "rice and beans eatin' [expletive]" by a lovely man I accidentally bumped into, I saw this restaurant. 

I was born in Puerto Rico but raised in the Deep South. This means I'm a glutton for any sort of parade and monogramming. 

 

My grandfather thought my name was Emmy for the first 15 years of my life. The truth came out during a heated game of dominoes. 

 

I'm the mother of twin boys. Go big or go home, right?

 

I simply adore the Olympics. I host a party during every opening ceremony. There's judging involved.  

 

I once yelled at two of the Backstreet Boys for trying to cut in front of me while in line for the ATM.