A great deal is written on this blog about my husband’s Italian and Calabrese culture, and how that meshes with my American and, sometimes seemingly more dominant, Texas heritage. It’s a fun mix to say the least. I wrote last week about where I was from, and I’ve shared personal stories, and travel ideas on both Texas and Calabria.
But, it’s just a tad incomplete.
Today is Cinco de Mayo, folks!
And, no. I don’t have an ounce of Mexican sangre in my veins, but I’m from Texas, dangit! We’re neighbors. And, for that, I celebrate.
Many people mistakenly think Cinco de Mayo is Mexico’s independence day. But, it’s not. Mexico celebratesits independence from Spain on September 16, and these two celebratory events occurred more than 50 years apart!
So, why is May 5th so important to Mexico?
In short, it’s not!
May 5th commemorates the Mexican victory over the French at the Battle of Puebla in 1862, which some people argue boosted America’s Yankee soldiers to victory in our own civil war. The date is remembered in and around the village of Puebla, in limited areas throughout Mexico, and in many US cities where there is a strong Mexican presence. In fact, according to some sources, Cinco de Mayo is more popular over the border, than south! (read more on Cinco de Mayo here)
Regardless of who has the grandest parade, or the biggest festival, Cinco de Mayo will always hold a special place in my heart. So, tonight is Mexican night at mi casa, complete with homemade margaritas, freshly prepared quesadillas, and maybe a new recipe, or three, I found for the occasion.
Happy Cinco de Mayo!