Being Mexican can have its perks like having all-you-can-eat tamales and wild ass parties. But it can get as bad as getting chased with a chancla and parents trying to speak English.
This is from MY OWN personal experiences. It is not made to offen...
I love how when we have some parties, not huge ones where you can barely hear the person next to you, but small ones like birthday parties; there's always that one aunt who's talking and when they invite her some food they say "Oh no, I'm good. I just started a diet and I CAN NOT break it." And then only 5 minutes later you find her on her thirdd plate of tamales and mole. . . . . Ok maybe I exaggerated a bit. She'd be eating tamales and everything and thered that one person that asks, "Hey, didn't you say you were on a diet?" And she either replies, "Ah is just one day, what bad could it do?" And everyone silently thinks in their mind all the holidays that are coming up. Or she says "Nah, I'll just start the diet tomorrow." And that's what she continues to say for the other parties she goes to.
So they might say they're on a diet. But they're not. I mean. Who could resist this?
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(Mole with Chicken and Rice)
Or this?
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(Tamales in Red Salsa)
Or even this?
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(Red Chilaquiles with Eggs)
Oh boy I'm getting hungry just placing all thse pictures. I can start my diet tomorrow -w-
