We enjoyed some of my homemade ritas (homemade=poured Jose Cuervo rita mix into a glass over ice), and amazing stuffed tamales Becca made. I cannot emphasize enough what a great cook this woman is.
Finally, the boys capped off their celebration with a shot of tequila. No, thanks. I don't appreciate being reminded of the evil substance that ruined my 23rd birthday. Well, that's not true. It actually made my birthday very fun. It was the day after that was not-so-good. Anyway, happy tequila-free Cinco de Mayo!