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Are you on a tight budget for fancy avocados and still haven’t made any “ethnic-looking” friends?
Worry not!
You can now buy 5-feet-tall Mexican “scene setters,” ready to assemble and give your Super Bowl party a unique fiesta touch. It’s as easy as bashing a piñata! Besides, with the pandemic still in full swing, WHO NEEDS REAL PEOPLE AROUND, ANYWAY?
For only a few bucks, you can pretend to have real Mexicans at your birthday, bautizo, quinceañera, wedding, etc. These Insta-Mexicans are over 5 feet high; they won’t eat all the tamales, nor gulp all the beer or crash in your living room forever.
So, what are you waiting for? Go get your Instant Mexicans ahorita mismo!*
*I bet these are totally Made in China, but just pretend you didn’t read this note at all.

The best part? Once you’re done with Christmas, you don’t need to throw this thing away, just chop these beauties and make tacos!
Nopales not your thing? No problem!


Photo: Laura Martínez, Col. Nápoles, 2023

Was walking around La Roma this afternoon and bumped into the perfect slogan which gave me some joy after a not-so-great Saturday in the city.
Life & tacos van con todo is my new motto…
Photo: Laura Martínez. Colonia Roma, CDMX. 2023

The Mexicans have done it again, my friends.
Not content with bringing us the Conchanclas, the Conchamacos and the Conchatépetl, Mexican bakers are at it again.
Meet the Conchatrina, a special Day of the Dead-themed concha that mixes our beloved pan de muerto with the now world-famous Mexican skulls known as catrinas.
The chef’s name if Alfonso Domínguez and he runs a bakery in Tetelpa, Morelos, and I cannot wait to get there!

Filing under Mexicans: How Can Anyone not Like us?
Hat tip: David Agren

Move over, Kickin’ Chicken Taco Pringles, here come the calavera-themed sour cream & onion “Flavored con sabor” Pringles potato chips, especially crafted to bring out the mustachioed, calavera-clad Mexican (fake or not) in you.
I have no idea what these babies cost, but given their Mexican authentic look (i.e. mariachi suit and chip-themed sombrero) I bet they cost a fortune –as they should be!
p.s. Oh, did I mention they GLOW IN THE DARK?
Hat tip: @lechancle

The countdown is over. The Mexican leg of Taylor Swift’s Eras Tour kicked off Thursday night at the Foro Sol in the Mexican capital (aka CDMX)
I must confess I am far from being a Swifty, but I’m here for the merch and the Tay-males. Ajúa!


Mexicans have done it again, my friends.
As our capricious Popocatépetl volcano rumbles back to life, scaring the living hell out of many Mexicans (yours truly included) a baker in Puebla has come up with a brilliant idea: To bake a Popocatépetl-inspired concha called — what else? — the Conchatépetl.
It comes stuffed with strawberry to “simulate” the lava, and it costs only $20 pesitos.
Filing under Mexicans: How Can Anyone Not Like Us?
#Conchatépetl 🌋 pic.twitter.com/ANOWdToiv9
— Laura Martínez🥑 (@miblogestublog) May 27, 2023

Awwww, Mexico… The land of the coc nuts coold and the Special Chapo Coffee, is also ground zero for small businesses –and plenty of quotation marks.
A recent trip to the Mexican states of Hidalgo, Querétaro and Guanajuato just confirmed what this blogger always suspected: My people just looooove quotation marks.
Check out the following gallery (by yours truly) to see only a few examples of our love affair with the ubiquitous comillas.
Then again… Some small business owners just take the simplest — and yet still adorable — way to peddle their wares, like this clothing store in Pinal de Amoles, Querétaro:


Speaking of delicious tamales, watch the following never-before-seen footage of the dramatic moment Prince Harry runs for a Oaxacan tamales car during an important interview in Afghanistan.
Hat tip: pabloentijuana

Intrigued about what Americans understand to be “Hispanic Foods,” I ventured into aisle 11 in a Catskill, NY supermarket only to find a bunch of non-Hispanic, definitely-NOT-Mexican, dubious looking things, including Old El Paso’s Tortilla pocket kits, large cans of taco seasoning, Juanita’s Nacho Cheese Sauce and other such horrors.
I was kind of hoping to at least grab me some Hispanic cheese, but nope; no cheese was to be found in aisle 11. Perhaps there’s a Hispanic cheese aisle I’m missing, so I’ll go look for it and will keep y’all posted.

And just when I thought tacos hadn’t been insulted enough in this country, today I learned about a new, disturbing trend: Gender Reveal Tacos, featuring plasticky, rosca-like niños dios and what looks like pink and … green tortillas –for some reason.
As someone who has long detested the entire premise of gender-reveal events, I’m really not quite sure what people are supposed to do with the above. Are the proud parents-to-be supposed to eat the plastic babies? Wrap them in a pink –or green– tortilla depending on the creaatures’ so-called gender?
Also: Does throwing a big serrano in the mix is a hint to let us know it’s going to be a … boy? (please go Google “chile” as a nickname for penis, etc.)
So many questions!
Perhaps, as one of my Twitter followers put it, the economy is so sucky right now, that El niño has “picked up a new gig doing gender reveals since the rosca wasn’t cutting it.”
Absolutely losing it over gender reveal tacos pic.twitter.com/e8Y7MtRCoK
— Becky Hammer (@beckyhammer) January 27, 2023
Hat tip: Becky Hammer on Twitter

Photo: Laura Martínez. Xochimilco 2022.
Spoiler alert: It is not. If anything, it is pollo en adobo and at this point I think they’re just trolling me.