Being a Puerto Rican in Sacramento, a lot of Mexican traditions and foods have been adopted by my family. Menudo, posole, rellenos and homemade corn tortillas. No, Puerto Ricans don’t eat tortillas. I have been coming to La Esperanza since I was in my mother’s womb and she’d been woofin’ down pan dulce from Esperanza since her family made the move from Puerto Rico.
Walking passed the paleta freezer and all of the vibrant coloured wedding cakes and religious candles, you can be tempted to get sidetracked if you don’t know what your sole mission is. Mine? Churros. And I think my hiatus from Sacramento kind of made me forget about La Esperanza, until one Sunday morning when I got the craving for churros. Mmmm. A fresh and spongy hot mess of cinnamon and sugar, hold the crema. Hold your place in line. You’ll be waiting for a while.