Day: January 6, 2010

This morning’s giant breakfast ended with the cutting of the Rosca de Reyes, a sweet bread with dried fruit on top and plastic Jesuses inside. If you get a slice containing a little white baby, you have to throw a party on February 2. I got a Jesus, but I’ll be long gone when fiesta-time comes. I’ve been having more nightmares. Like last night, I accidentally set fire to West Virginia and the wind blew […]

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