125-word blog, or “El Puebla!”

“Excuse me, jefe?” asked the boorish patron, “Have you any authentic Cinco De Mayo dishes?” “AMIGOS!” yelled the waiter, clapping his hands. “EL PUEBLA!” A 3-foot high tortilla was hurriedly delivered to the table. A tiny flag reading “1862” stuck out, and tiny fanfare was heard. Tiny gunshots and explosions were heard from within the … Read more