Holidays and Tamales

It's not black Friday,
and it's not Christmas music,
but the holiday season
is ringing in over the speakers
of my HEB. The tamale lady
walks the aisles, "Tamales, tamales,
hot fresh tamales..." her tune perfectly
in sync with the first cold front of the
post Halloween season. As the tamale
siren lures me in, I collect a couple dozen
to go with my chili ingredients I stopped in for,
and I know as I step out into the cold and rain
that along with deer season, holiday season is open
in South Texas and such notions are confirmed
the next day when the other native on staff plops his leftover chili
(his with kidney beans, mine with black)
and tamales in the fridge next to mine.


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