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By chris Date: 2004 Jul 23 Comment on this Work [[2004.07.23.18.58.12763]] |
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we eat dinner at the mexican restaurant on the main drag where the waiter calls me senor and tells me curtly that green chile doesn't go with the meal i order (after i request christmas like i always do) (because every day should be christmas) and you tell me this is real northern new mexico and it matters that i'm an anglo in a hawaiian shirt with a latina who actually knows what the menu says and which enchilda goes with green chile but you smile at my enthusiasm and i smile too even at the waiter who watches from a safe distance because in spite of what the calendar that we can see hanging in the kitchen tries to say we know every day is christmas anyway |