I just paid 4.5 euros for a taco de asada in in Paris and I regret nothing
This blogger is still jetlagged and whatnot but walking around Paris’s 10th arrondissement today, I bumped into a tiny, unassuming stand called “Nopal.” Upon a brief chit chat with the mec in charge, I found out he is from Tampico, Tamaulipas, and is here on a “vacances-travaille” visa and convinced me to have one taco for “only” 4.50 euros.
Guys, I don’t know if it was the jetlag, the hangover, the canicule or the excess “boeuf bourguignon” but this was glorious!
Oh, and did I mention the Juan Gabriel music on the background and the chief taquero “delantal?”
Unless you’ve been living under a rock or – worse – are not following Mexican memes on social media, you have definitely heard our new favorite mantra. It is three simple words that we are now repeating over and over again: ¿Y si sí?
Yup, these three words are now everywhere, and while it’s not clear who started it or where it came from, it’s now EVERYWHERE, from the front pages of newspapers to memes and echoing across every group chat. And – unfortunately – it has also been taken over by marketing folks who are using it to pitch everything, from cars to delivery services.
What does it mean, anyway?
A literal translation of ¿Y si sí? would be something like “What if yes?” but what we mean by that little, powerful phrase is “What if we win?” … as in … what if we win… The World Cup?
So I’m crossing that out because I’m not the want to jinx it. In any case… ¿Y si sí?
Paquita vs. Adele: Who you gonna listen to when they break your heart?
England and Mexico will face each other Sunday, July 5 at Mexico City’s iconic Estadio Azteca for a historic match at FIFA 2026. And while I’m not an expert in scores, points systems and whatnot, I’m here for the memes about what “my people” (i.e. “The Mexicans”) are calling The Match of the Century.
Here are some of my very faves. Choose your fighter!
Sabritas, the Mexican brand under the Frito-Lay umbrella, has launched three special editions inspired by the host nations of the 2026 FIFA World Cup – for some reason.
The snacks, they claim, capture the gastronomic essence of the host cities, offering fans an international flavor experience as they gear up for the ultimate celebration of football.
So, here’s what they came up with (and won’t be trying any time soon)
• Mexico: Tacos al Pastor 🌮
• United States: American Brisket 🍖
• Canada: Maple Syrup and Bacon 🥓
Sí, señor, that’s almost 7,000 kilos of pure green deliciousness.
According to my very reliable sources (i.e.The Internet), it took more than 800 volunteers to mash up 25,000 avocados and mix them up with onion, coriander, tomato and NO PEAS.
Why pay full price for chicharrones when you can pay half price?
Today is Black Friday, the day Americans would go out of their way to buy stuff they don’t need, lured by the promise of paying less for said stuff.
I’ve always hated this so-called holiday, which pops up on my Apple Calendar (for some reason) mostly because the only thing I like to buy in life (food & alcohol) is pretty much never on sale.
This is why I’ve always been so fond of the dude in this pic (above). I bet he works his butt off year round (Black Friday included) making sure his product moves by luring customers to the wonderful world of chicharrones on discount.
I have been updating this post for years and I always find it relevant to share, especially around these days when we are reminded about being thankful.
I am thankful for the thousands of immigrants that make possible not only our Thanksgiving meals, but help make our lives infinitely better by harvesting our fruits and vegetables year-round, cooking our meals and serving us at restaurants, cleaning our homes, taking care of our kids and delivering our takeout when we’re just too cold – or too lazy – to go out.
P.S. I also wanted to take the opportunity to let y’all know I’m officially kicking off the Guajolote-Reyes marathon, which runs from Thursday Nov. 27 and all the güey through January , 2026.
El Changarrito de la Viagra: just another reason to love Mexicans in New York City
As I walked back this morning from casting my vote to choose my next mayor, I noticed a store I had never seen before in my neighbhorhood. It’s not your regular New York City deli but it’s called “El changarrito de la Viagra” and it features tacos, burritos, quesadillas and whatnot.
That name, though …
Filing under: Mexicans, how can anyone not like us?
People pass buckets and shovels to remove the rubble of a collapsed building Sept. 19 after an earthquake hit Mexico City. The magnitude 7.1 earthquake hit to the southeast of the city, killing hundreds. (CNS photo/Ginnette Riquelme, Reuters)
NOTE: These images are not mine. I was fortunate enough to be elsewhere when the Sept. 19, 2017 earthquake struck. I just thought all of what has happened so far in my birth country should serve as a great reminder of how Mexicans can come together in times of crisis and tragedy, no matter what the so-called leader of the free-world would want you to believe.
You may not know this but Semana Santa (Holy Week) is a very important religious holiday in Mexico, and among the many events that take place during the course of the week, the so-called passion play is one of the most popular — and well-attended. It consists of a representation of the via crucis, and involves everyone, from workers, students and housewives who become actors for one day to play the roles of Jesus, the Virgin Mary, the Nazarenes, the apostles — and other characters (not all of them strictly Biblical) including a spy, a dog, and a wandering Jew.
In the play, when Christ gets captured, we see him carrying a cross a long way and until he reaches a location that represents Mount Calvary. In the most famous of these representations (the one that takes place in Iztapalapa) we see Christ carrying his cross from the town’s main square to the nearby Cerro de la Estrella in the heart of Mexico City.
Unfortunately, not all Mexican towns and cities have a mountain or even a hill around, so they resort to crucify Jesus on pretty much any location, including an electricity pole. This, as you can imagine, can have bring about some funky accidents.
Marketing and advertising executives would be well advised to use the advertising tactics of Mr. Miguel Fong, some dude I don’t know but who teaches English in Mexico.
If you are bilingual, you will now have appreciated the power of the above ad. But here’s a quick translation for my beloved monolingual followers:
WANTED
He responds to the name “Unforgettable”
If you cannot read this name, it is because its in English. Contact me so you can learn!
‘Los Magos Reyes’ are almost here, says baby Yoda.
Three Kings Day – better known as Día de Reyes in Spanish-speaking countries – is celebrated on Jan. 6 to honor the Three Wise Men (Los tres reyes magos) who went through great lenghts to visit baby Jesus and bring tons of presents to celebrate his birth.
In Mexico – and a few other countries – the festivity includes the cutting of a special, oval-shaped cake known as the rosca de reyes, which comes filled with tiny plastic dolls symbolizing the hiding of the infant Jesus from King Herod’s troops. But because this is 2025 and Star Wars has become part of our daily lives, some very creative Mexicans are making Baby Yodas for you to stuff your rosca with instead.
Move over, Reyes Magos, here come los Magos Reyes!
Alguien está vendiendo Babies Yoda para Roscas de Reyes y no les voy a decir quién soy… 😅
Nothing says Christmas in Mexico City like a Grinch organillero.
If you’ve ever visited Mexico, I’m sure you have noticed the ubiquitous organ grinders (known as organilleros,) that tend to gather around main plazas or outside churches to provide entertainment –and one of the most characteristic sounds of my country.
Nowadays, most of Mexico’s organilleros belong to a union (formed in the late 1970s) and wear their characteristic brown uniform and hats. But there are exceptions, of course, as this dude found by a friend in CDMX, who roams about the streets of the capital city dressed up as none other but The Grinch.
And this, my friends, is the most charming thing I’ve seen lately in this annus horribilis.