This weekend is the celebration of Mexican independence and the reading of the Cry of Dolores, or El Grito, in the Jardin. The town is packed with Mexicans coming here to the heart of Independence to celebrate, and our neighbors on Calle Loreto take advantage of the crowds by selling street food which they cook in their doorway. There was a time when I could easily have been a customer, but now, deep fried white bread rolls, known here as bolios, or gorditas (meaning little fat ones), which are small podgy maiz cakes with cheese or other fillings, also deep fried, make me think twice.
Gorditas and Fried Bolios
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