Allow me to rain on the parade, poop on the party and kill the buzz. From Oscar Casares, author and creative writing instructor at the University of Texas, in a 2010 opinion piece for the Houston Chronicle (any bolding is mine):
The holiday, which has never really been much of one in Mexico, crossed over to this side of the border in the 1950s and 1960s, as civil rights activists were attempting to build harmony between the two countries and cultures. The date gained more attention in the 1980s when marketers, particularly beer companies, saw this as a perfect opportunity to capitalize on the celebratory nature of the holiday. This week Cinco de Mayo will be celebrated with festivals and parades in places like Raleigh, North Carolina; Midvale, Utah; Atlanta, Georgia; Omaha, Nebraska; some with large Mexican or Mexican-American populations but many without.
So, no, I’m doing nothing for Cinco de Mayo. If it makes you feel better, do it. Just stay off my lawn.
We had a remarkably ordinary dinner last night at Twin Trees in Solvay. If you are not from Syracuse, I’ll bring you up to speed. Twin Trees is a legendary family-owned enterprise in the Salt City that has been around for 50+ years. It is best known for its pizza, which comes on a crust that is slightly thinner than your average pan pizza and is cut into horizontal strips, as opposed to pie slices. Their wings are pretty stellar as well.
When The Wife and I were just married and living in the Northern Suburbs, we would get Twin Trees on Sunday night. We would intentionally order two pizzas so that there would be enough leftovers to last us the week. It’s that good.
There are about 100 Twin Tress locations around the county, two of which are within walking distance from one another on the west side. I prefer Twin Trees Too on Milton Ave. Last night we went to the original on Avery Ave. Now, I don’t have delusions of gourmet when I go to Twin Trees, but I expect the pizza to be good. Last night it was just to the good side of meh. I don’t know what it was, but the pizza was bland at best.
We’ll see how the leftovers go today. After all, the second day is true test of any pizza.