What could be more delightful than celebrating Mexican American culture in all it’s reverie right here in America? Too bad we do it with what is tantamount to fictional holiday. But it gets better, as GRINGOS pack bars and Mexican restaurants to Drown on Coronas ( I find it to be a pretty shitty Cerveza, stick a lime wedge in Blue ribbon and there you are– Negra Modelo, is my choice but I like dark beers, so there’s that) they unexpectedly become bilingual and give little thought to the ACTUAL people who should be celebrating not serving guacamole—if you’re ever in NYC try Los Tacos No.1 Chelsea, simple, cheap packed with taste and reminiscent of the street side joints in Mexico, Oh! no beer but the cactus tacos are superb–to drunk yuppies.
Funny if Democrats nominate Hillary Clinton ( yes, I plan to politicize my posts until the deed is done) and Trump becomes POTUS we’ll be in deep! I imagine 10 years from now walking into one of those anglicized food traps like Chevys Fresh Mex and being served by some 6’2 ginger, wearing a fake Bigote,” o-la sin-yor, would yoo like to hear the especial of the dia? We have Gorditas and enchurritos—did I forget to mention even the chefs would be deported so we’ll just have to deal with Taco bell inspired foods?
Now imagine the scenario play on a larger scale— Mexican immigrants have contributed so much to our society, I would be nice IF for just this one day they could just sit back and have someone bring them a beer, real beer not corona.