The smell of carne asada lingers in the air as Paul and I make our way down seventh street. A man with a walkie talkie motions us away. He tells us that seventh street is exit only and entrance only on sixth or eighth street. A tinge of pride runs up my spine as I think to myself "We are SO organized !" As we enter what is known as the largest scale Latino event in the country, there is barley any evidence of a crowd. We arrive on Broadway and "Holy mole! "Thousands of people, vendors everywhere and man its loud! Music, announcers with telenovela voices and laughter. Who knew that The Fiesta Broadway would still attract so many people on the day before the now famous "Uno de Mayo, Dia sin Latinos."

People are being taken off job sites and being asked to prove their citizenship. I've never really feared that I could be the target of a racial profile. "I'm too educated." To "whitewashed". Lately though...I scared. I'm brown. I like to paint. What happens, if I go to my daughter's school in my overalls and I forget my birth certificate? Remember the Japanese Americans that were forced to live on concentration camps in the 1940's? Ok, maybe I'm exagerating a bit...or maybe not.

There are two sides to a major immigration issue going on but as always, fear seems to be propelling the strongest arguements on both sides. Paul and I try really hard NOT to take publically take political sides on issues. We want bullfighterscafe.com to be a space where people feel comfortable expressing themselves freely. We are learning alot just keeping our big mouths shut and LISTENING. Amazing concept huh?

So how was the Fiesta? We had fun. It was nice walking for miles, talkng to people about what they did. People were giving away stuff like it was going out of style. With Latinos, you can always expect great food, music and beautiful people and as corporate America is finding out...you can always count on a crowd.