We visited the cousins yesterday after Victor's BB game. While on the way home from Hunter High, R decided to stop and pick up some carnita meat so we kept our eyes open for a Mexican market, as we were in that type of area. Sure enough, we found a market and it was very busy, a whole crowd of Latinos outside. R didn't want to stop, but I told him it would be fun. The boys, J, V and V's friend, Austin, decided they'd be safer in the car (R had them scared) so they locked themselves in while R and I headed inside. I said to R, "How are you going to send your sons to Tijuana on a mission if you won't let them enter the Mexican Market in Taylorsville, Utah?" so he changed his mind and I went back and coaxed out the boys. There was some kind of party going on w/a radio station outside doing prizes and a very crowded, but fun party including the above-pictured mariachi band inside. There was even a restaurant in the back and R bought some tamales. I headed to the bakery and R to the meat department. He cooked up some chopped up chicken last night and I took a few bites, wrapped in a tortilla, and discreetly dumped mine in the garbage. It tasted like the chicken got cut up including all the fat, gristle, cartilage--yuck!!! Even R couldn't stomach it and tossed the entire cooked chicken later in the garbage. We're hoping for better luck tonight w/the carnita meat.
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