Independence Day is here again! … or at least the Grito de Dolores, or Mexican Independence Day, that is.
Technically not until September 16th, this past weekend the Cherokee district of St. Louis celebratedthe Mexican Independence Day, also marking it’s bicentennial, 200 years since independence from Spain, and centennial, 100 years since the Mexican Revolution of 1910. Like many of the festivals on Cherokee Street throughout the year, like Cinco de Mayo, that include great music, food, and lively people, this one was no exception. I had been hanging at my friend’s place on Cherokee Street on Saturday night and had seen all the amazingly drunk/happy patrons of the festival leaving. The following day – after waking up at 7:30 a.m. to get tamales (so good) from Diana’s Bakery, an authentic Mexican bakery – my friends Meghan, Germ and I ventured toward the festivities. We didn’t stay for too long but did have time to try some pineapple with crushed red pepper, watch a dance off, eat tacos del pastor and eat some cotton candy. The last photo was taken as we were walking back toward Germ’s place where we walked past by children who were fighting, but karate-style.
Sigh. Good ‘ol Cherokee Street.