L and I use any holiday, culturally our own or not, to celebrate with food. So, in keeping with that idea, we celebrated Cinco de Mayo culinarily. I actually don't think I'd know another way to celebrate it. I'm ashamed that I don't really know what the holiday is about. Used to. Lost to more important information, such as teacher appreciation week schedules. ho hum.
Anyhoo, we set out a feast for K and her family and J and her family. Six adults, three 6 year olds, and three 1 year olds. Mayhem ensued. We make red pozole from Rick Bayless's cook book, tacos with either chicken, steak, or pork. Crock pot pinto beans, salsa fresca, chipolte salsa, guacamole. There were strawberry margaritas and cerveza it be had. Heck, we even had a pinata that had been sitting idle in the basement. The pinata met it's destiny. Poor little fishy. My one year old kept saying "uh-oh" as he was getting whacked.
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