The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
While the Guadalajara Reporter strives to keep readers apprised of accurate news on current events, our writers often confront the foibles of journalism as an inexact science.
Something has stuck in my mind since whiling away three days at this year’s Chili Cook-off. But first, a bit of personal history.
Her name is Guadalupe, but everyone calls her Lupita. Jesús is better known as Chuy. María del Refugio is called Cuca for short. José María goes by Chema. Dolores is known as Lola; for Eduardo it’s Lalo.
Let’s dismiss for a moment that just a few days ago U.S. border agents turned away the shipment of 120 tons of Jalisco-grown avocados, and stay focused on the fact American consumers have an insatiable appetite for the luscious alligator pear.
A few years back, I did a brief personal study on Mexican pop music.
The other day as I was buzzing down the highway I caught sight of an old horseman keeping watch over a small herd of cows as they grazed on the side the road.
I took my first Uber ride on a jaunt to Guadalajara last summer to attend a journalists’ seminar on Mexico’s new justice system.
