The other day, after I had been out late celebrating the birthday of the Virgen de Guadalupe, my friend Norm asked, “How many birthday parties for virgins are there?” This question is more complex to answer because they are essentially all representations of the Virgin Mary as you’ll be able to see in the posters about the faith, generosity, and perseverance of Mary in the following photos. At the same time, this was a celebration of the Virgen de Soledad, the Virgin of Oaxaca.
It was a beautiful celebration with many flowers, candles, and people crowded into the church and the square and puestos (booths) surrounding the church.
There was a small dance performance and traditional singers; there was delicious food everywhere. In fact, I tried my first molote. It should be spelled mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmolote. It is a ball of masa filled with potatoes and chorizo and deep fried. Heavenly!
I still am not sure when to genuflect, flinch (sounds of fireworks), or sing (let alone knowing the words), but I am learning.
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