It’s July. And
it’s hot. So no one really wants
to turn on the oven.
I’ve been slow-cooking, or barbecuing instead to keep the
house cool.
On some days, it’s best just to go out!
This last Saturday, we went to a Quinceañera,
which is a Mexican tradition. At
the age of 15, girls in the Mexican household are celebrated as they have their
coming-out party and proceed into womanhood. This tradition is like the
American “sweet 16”, but I think has a lot more pomp and circumstance to
it. I’ve been to some that were
full-on like weddings. And some
are backyard affairs.
This weekend, celebrating Sara’s quiceañera , we had a backyard event
with mariachis, a Mexican-western band, and a Latino DJ. The tacos and cake were awesome. Though, I made the mistake of thinking
the guacamole would be the least hot sauce on the table. I incorrectly judged that, as the
jalapenos or chilis in the guac nearly burned my throat.
Here’s a
look at the fare:
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