I’m home in Barrio de Jalatlaco — rested, recovered, and caught-up — after a three-day fiesta at the home of my compadres in Teotitlán del Valle. Tranquil before photos…
Dried corn husks in waiting.
Shadows on the wall.
Nixtamalizing dried corn kernels.
Courtyard art of the arrangement.
Dried corn: To be cleaned, rejected, and keepers (top to bottom).
Three days of breakfasts, lunches, and dinners with 20 to 160 family members and compadres, formal presentations, and a ritual ceremony — all to acknowledge and celebrate the promise of marriage between the youngest daughter and her intended. More from the celebrations to come.
Lucky you! Mostly in spanish?
Mostly in Zapotec!
What a wonderful experience! And beautiful photos!! Ilove Teotitlan.
Looking foward to your next posts, and thanks for sharing.
It was a lovely, enlightening, and exhausting experience. I wouldn’t trade it for anything!