i walked home at lunchtime to change into jeans and grab an apron so i could go straight from work to my favorite tia's to make tamales. every year she makes about a million of them and invites everyone over for a little party to eat the million tamales she made and to also make about a hundred as a family. i won't eat a single one but who am i to pass up an opportunity to gossip with the viejas?
today we made six dozen, which sounds like a lot but really isn't. you figure every person at the party will eat about half dozen, though they will only admit to having three. so we need at least fifteen dozen, twenty to be safe.
since i'm feeling a bit like a tamale myself, the lunchtime power walk is definitely becoming a staple. today i almost missed commuting since i used to walked so much from train to train to bus to work and up and down all the station steps. i also had more free time to do nothing but read and listen to music. then again i left the house around 6 a.m. and got home a little after 7 p.m. maybe the grass isn't greener but my ass was definitely leaner.
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