For those of you that have been following along for a while, you already know Hubby’s all-time favorite cuisine is Mexican. He loves just about anything south of the border. For Hubby’s birthday a few years back, I wanted to transport him to Cozumel where he could sip Patron Margaritas and sample the local flavors.
As we say farewell to April Showers and turn our attention to May Flowers; the first of the May “Feast” days is just beyond the horizon. Cinco de Mayo – the 5th of May. Some people think this date equates to America’s 4th of July. While I knew it wasn’t Mexico’s Independence Day, I did not know the real history of the date. How is it that so many people celebrate “holidays” without knowing the history or significance of the day? I know I’m guilty of celebrating Cinco de Mayo with a feast of tacos, Margaritas and a host of other things without knowing why. Living in California, a state that once belonged to Mexico, with a large Mexican population, you would think I might have some idea of the history. This was an error I intended to correct . . .