The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
It’s not every day that I get to talk Jesus, and after the venomous tirade I penned last week I was more than ready for dialogue with the world’s number one proponent of brotherly love.
An unpleasant encounter with a wayward expat driver compelled me to switch from my intended upbeat writing on flowering jacaranda trees and other lovely signs of Spring to a darker topic.
Although the 40-day period of Lent is meant to be a time of penance and fasting, one of the guilty pleasures of the season is savoring the wonderful culinary specialties Mexican cooks whip up only at this time of year.
The February 14 tragedy at the Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida has fired up a national debate on gun control and Second Amendment issues as never before.
It’s disheartening to learn of unsavory happenings that transpire in the normally placid and glorious lakeshore region.
February 14 is ValentineFs Day to you and me, Día del Amor y la Amistad for your Mexican neighbors.
February 2, Día de la Candelaria, and the gig is up. As a follow-up to the January 6 celebration of Three Kings Day, it is the day when the “lucky” folks who plucked a tiny baby doll from a slice of Rosca de Reyes back on January 6 — Day of the Epiphany — are obligated to fulfill their responsibilities as padrinos (godparents) to the Baby Jesus.
