Growing up in Southern California, my parents and I drove south of the border often for vacations. To celebrate Cinco de Mayo this year, I’m sharing some of my favorite memories from those trips with my kids.
My mom always made us stop at the pottery stands on the way home and filled the back seat of the car with new treasures. And, of course, I always came home with a new embroidered dress. (If only I still had my huarache sandals!)
Happy Cinco de Mayo!