WELL according to the various calendars it is either Cinco de Mayo or National Hoagie Day (or as the sandwich type is correctly called in Brooklyn and its environs National Hero Day). which brings to mind my favorite meal time was our typical Saturday lunch. We would get fresh "cold cuts"(not sandwich meat) fresh Italian bread and roasted peppers which my mother would dressed in olive oil and garlic. My first choice was always, and continues to be mortadella, provolone and peppers. If this was not a mortadella week then it would be Genoa salami, provolone cheese and roasted papers. To this day those are my "heroes".
Now for Cinco de mayo which will bring up memories of things Mexican. The first mexican meal I had was in San Antonio texas. My compatriots in officer basic took me to a mexican buffet. Every thing looked the same except for how the tortilla was used. My first foray into Mexico was a long weekend. We drove to Monterrey Mexico. We stayed at a cheap, i mean cheap, Mexican hotel. We "partied with some Mexican guests, one of whom turned out to be the bull fighter which we went to see the next day.
A few years later, 1973, I was stationed in El Paso, Texas. At that time it was still safe to cross into Nuovo Laredo. We did so often while stationed there. You were able to get some great steaks and plenty of alcohol for little money. at that time the popular mexican drink was not Margueritas but rather Sangria, which we drank by the pitcher. It was long time till my Mexico . But that was a more tame and sterile visit to a resort in Cozumel. One other time was a medical mission trip to provide anesthesia on the prison island of Isola de Tres Marias, 60 miles off the coast of Mazatlan.
Viva la Mexico and pass the peppers please!
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