Noticed something interesting...

The hubs and I had the opportunity to go out to dinner this past Saturday night, something that doesn't happen too often and was as a result of several events that have nothing to do with anything.  So, I'm saving that information and will just get right to the point.  (Isn't that nice of me?)

We decided to try a Mexican restaurant that we had never been to before.  To say the atmosphere was colorful is to abuse the word.  Every inch of the dining room was covered in the most brightly colored paint I've ever seen.  The depictions of people and animals and various landscapes were everywhere we looked.  I was grateful for the crappy corner booth where I sat facing the hubs against the back wall or I would never have been able to focus my attention long enough to hold a conversation.  I would say it would have distracted me from eating, but it would have had to have been much worse than it was to actually do THAT!

While we were filling up on chips and salsa, the hubs (since he was the only one who could see) noted, "How many people working here are white?"

I peered out of the booth, "None.  They are usually all Mexican."

"Uh huh, and how many Mexican people are eating here?"

"Uh...none, they're all white."

"Interesting.  What does that tell ya?"

Well, it tells me that 1) we should probably be careful how we refer to people of Latin origins while being served food and drinks by the same people, and 2) that quite possibly the food we think is "authentic Mexican" isn't really anywhere close.  That, or the kitchens of their wives, mothers, and grandmothers still serve better food   Or, ironically, they don't eat Mexican food when they eat out.

I have no idea what the reason for this "truism" is, but it's true every where we eat Mexican food here.  Regardless, I told the hubs, "now that's something to write about."  So, I did.