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Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXX: Articles in the Wind
Gentle cabrones:
So I was in my backyard reaping the tomato avalanche that we hatched in our garden this summer – been averaging 10 pounds per daily harvest for the past three weeks, and we...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXIX: A Quick One, While I’m Away
Gentle cabrones:
OK, I'm not really away. But I might as well be.
I'm doing one wacky story, in the middle of a big one, and on the cusp of a huge one for the Los...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVIII: My Life in Earthquakes
Gentle cabrones:
I don't like earthquakes -- but then again, does anyone except Dr. Lucy Jones care for them?
One of the earliest memories I have of hearing something in English was some ominous report on...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVII: I Trimmed it on the Grapevine
Gentle cabrones:
Yes, I didn’t send out a canto last week.
Yes, I feel ashamed.
No, I have no real excuse… Except for the grapevines.
A couple years ago, my wife and I bought one from Tree of...
Gustavo Arellano’s Weekly, Canto LXVI: Dont’ Count Your Tomatoes Until They Hatch
Gentle cabrones:
Yes, I'm late -- as Boricua Frank would say, DAMNIT!
I guess I could say I have excuses. Had to write a last-minute obit on Friday, then stuff myself like Snorlax on Saturday for...
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The Central Valley Is the Heart and Soul of California
A dispatch from Highway 99 and the underappreciated wonderland of Mexican food that stretches from Bakersfield to Sacramento
Chevy’s Traverse is for Mexicans who don’t need a huge-ass Suburban but still want...
It’s so much better than some rinky dink RAV4 or whatever the hell Toyota makes nowadays (I still stick to the Mexican credo that you buy Japanese cars and American SUVs and trucks).
