These señoritas are hotter than hot, and they will be available for your viewing –and dancing– pleasure the night of December 31, 2017 at El Zapateo Latino, a Parisian Latin bôite in the heart of the Quartier Latin.
If a group of Mexican scientists have their way, we will be seeing the Mexican flag on the surface of the Moon very, very soon.
No, really.
According to a very reliable source I’ve never heard of, a group of scientists from Mexico’s National Autonomous University (UNAM) is working on deploying eight small robots that will eventually set foot on the surface of the Moon as soon as 2019. Once there, they say, they will do the most obvious thing one does when getting there: PLANT A FREAKING FLAG!
But that will only be the beginning, I’m told. Sources close to the project assure me the next phase will be even more exciting: A taquería!
Ever wondered what Mexicans eat around the Jewish holidays?
Why, of course, a generous portion of Negra Modelo-braised brisket tacos, Jerusalem artichoke gratin puré and -what else?- dulce de leche-stuffed ‘Sufganivot’ for dessert.
The California Loaded Fries Burrito in all its awful glory.
If you freaked out when you read the news about Taco Bell’s chocolate-flavored pubic lice, you’ll definitely want to hear about the chain’s next outrageous proposition:
Introducing The California Loaded Fries Burrito, a burrito stuffed with –yes, you guessed it!– french fries and other things, including ground “beef” as the protein of choice, nacho cheese and sour cream.
According to multiple sources, these abominations cost $1.99 apiece and –thankfully– can only be found as a test item at locations in Charleston, West Virginia.
I’m so sorry for you, West Virginians. We’ll keep you in my prayers.
I have several questions about this display, including: Where is the uña de gato?; shouldn’t the sign read “Hispanic drugs” as in several (not one) drugs… Shouldn’t it be “Drogas hispanas” and not “hispánicas”… Oh… and can the creator of this display come forward? I’d like to thank him/her personally.
From enchiladas and pupusas to moquecas, lomitos and ceviche. This thing will do the trick!
As Donald Trump would have you believe, America is not only the GREATEST-COUNTRY-ON-EARTH, but also ground zero for entrepreneurship and gastronomical innovation. So much so, gringos have found a way to make EVERYTHING Latin, yes, EVERYTHING, no matter what.
These ‘things’ you see here are Turkeritos: Yep, turkey ‘tacos’
Taco Bell’s Friendsgiving menu is so ridiculous, it’s actually funny. Among my faves: The turkeritos; the pumpkin spice caramel apple empanadas; the chocolate churros with chile ancho and –of course– the butternut squash chalupa bites.
Fortunately for ALL of us, Taco Bell’s annual Friendsgiving meal was only available last week and it was only for VIP’s at the company’s headquarters.
It’s pretty safe to say that this blogger couldn’t care less about the NFL and/or what the Patriots, the Raiders or the Whatevers are up to. However, when the action of the so-called American football makes its way south of the border, things get a bit more interesting.
Take the following promo posted this weekend by the New England Patriots as they gear to face the Oakland Raiders this Sunday in Mexico City.
WATCH as a couple of cute porristas tour Teotihuacán and move about the ancient Aztec ruins wearing tiny shorts, as an inexplicable polka music plays in the background.
The owners of this fine establishment in London would be well advised to take a quick Spanish-language course or –at the very least– brush up on their masculine and feminine nouns.
But I guess they’re busy concocting “food” that they hope will pass as “Mexican” without anybody noticing. Alas, my European, non-Hispanic, non-Mexican correspondent noticed…
At this point, I’m not sure if I’m cringing over their grammar or their “food.”
I don’t mean to ruin their bilingual, toasted Christmas-y spirit, but the folks over at this Starbucks in Chicago would be well advised to spend some time on their Spanish-language copy –or just stick to English if they cannot find one Spanish speaker in a city that is 30 percent Hispanic.
I’m not sure she touched her food and/or drank her Sprite, but she looks pretty happy to be down there, surrounded by some other gringos and plenty of salsas.