I'm putting my Cinco de Mayo memories on my blog!
You're probably thinking,
"Who on earth has Cinco De Mayo memories"
And if you are thinking that...
You didn't grow up in LA
It's a big deal when you grow up in LA.
Actually it's a really big deal when you're a kid...
cause it means you get to do fun things at school instead of work!
Like making Pinatas...
First of all, Cinco De Mayo is not Mexican Independence Day.
It's celebrated in order to remember the Mexican Army's
victory over the French Army at the Battle of Pueblo, 1862.
Mexican Independence Day is sometime in Sept...I think.
My mom would take me to Olvera street.
(Oldest Part of LA)
And we would walk around and look at all the cool stuff they had for sale.
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Just me and Mom...all day long.
You could smell the tamales cooking...
And taste the Mexican Wedding Cake.
Watch all the different people walking around
in brightly colored traditional wear.
Mariachi bands...
And the sun always shining!
Then when it got hot...
You could go in the church where it was cool and dark
and take a little rest...
Not to mention watching everything going on in the Catholic church.
Always priests runnin' around splashing water on something.
Then into the Avila Adobe -
Oldest Bldg. in LA
My Mom loved all the old historic places...thus, so do I.
Then on the way home we would stop at Beaches Market...
Say hi to my aunt, and buy stuff to go home and make Tacos.
Great memories...
Thanx, Mom
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