Saturday night, the extended family donned their dancing shoes and celebrated my Aunt Jenny's latest cumpleaños. The merengue-frosted dulce de leche-filled cake aptly conveyed the sweetness and savor that have framed her outlook and still give texture to her disposition. We all danced. Our hips and feet echoed Caribbean rythms and 70's disco tunes as we laughed, spilled a little wine, and unveiled a gag gift.
These family gatherings have served as both festive chronometer and flavorful nostalgia. I looked around and saw the youngsters darting around legs, and remembered doing the same decades ago in Puerto Rico. The generations move along, and the family celebrations stay the same.(Go ahead, cut in and grab a dance partner...cliquea aquí.)
3 comments:
wow!! i don't get it. how is she 70? how old is everyone else? i am sorry i missed it. that looks like a fun party....
Wow!!! You guys always know how to have fun!!! I hope I can make the next one...un beso, amalia
Are you sure she is 70?
"Cliquea" -- love it
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