After two years of quiet contemplation, the streets of Barrio de Jalatlaco were once again alive on the sixth Friday of Lent in celebration of La Virgén de Dolores (Our Lady of Sorrows).
Here in my new neighborhood even more purple and white papel picado was strung from building to building.
At the far end of Calle Hidalgo, an altar to La Virgén was lovingly assembled.
In the late afternoon, stalls were set up along Calle Hidalgo and lines of neighbors and visitors formed to sample the freely offered aguas (flavored waters), nieves (ices), and traditional arroz con leche y garbanzos (rice pudding with chickpeas).
Mass was celebrated in Templo de San Matías Jalatlaco and music filled the street.
A generous, albeit temporary, antidote to the sorrows of our current world. I feel incredibly fortunate to have landed in this amazing neighborhood!
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