Our language helper was enrolled in English classes this last semester at the school where Doug teaches. One day in class (not Doug's), the students were discussing "tacos," and somehow, it was interpreted that a taco was like a "Mexican sandwich."
Our language helper was telling us about this and asking about a "taco" when he came to language one day. At this point, we felt like it was our American/Texan duty to share with him the truth about Mexican food.
This is important stuff, y'all! Wouldn't you agree?
Doug decided we should introduce a little more than tacos, which was a great idea, so we added fajitas, queso, Mexican rice, sauteed onions, guacamole, and salsa to the menu. Enchiladas and other tasty Mexican items would have to wait for another day.
We shopped and shopped, and found some cheese we could melt to make queso (although it didn't turn out like I would like), and we actually found cheesy tortilla chips (no plain), taco shells AND tortillas! Now, all we had to do was put it all together. I think Kylie and I worked for over four hours prepping, grating, chopping, and cooking. When I look at the table, it seems like it shouldn't have taken us that long, but it was quite a labor of love, and we had so much fun!
It turns out we didn't have enough serving dishes. As you've seen in my picnic pictures, every dish that a person needs is set within reaching distance from each individual. I had to go out and buy some more dishes, but I was still determined to get by without giving everyone a bowl of rice, a bowl of queso, a bowl of salsa, etc. We ended up passing the meats, and then I had bowls of everything at each end.
It was quite a spread!!!
Not much else could fit on the floor mat.
Everyone watched Caleb make a soft taco, and Doug make a hard-shell taco, so our guests would know what to do. We also explained what all the items on the table were, but I don't think we did a good enough job, because at one point, someone saw our teacher eating his queso with a spoon off his plate.
On second thought, there have been times when I have wanted to eat queso with a spoon, so maybe he knew what he was doing.
It was a lot of fun, and it was really good.