After the Rose Bowl, we always make a trek to old town LA, where LA was born, to this lovely little Mexican restaurant with good food, margaritas, and an extremely high tolerance for our VERY strung out children (we have to wake at 6 for the Rose Bowl and they have been outside all day). This year did not disappoint. Normally they have musicians, but because it was a Friday, they said there no musicians from the restaurant. We were bummed. Then all of a sudden we heard guitars and they were playing La Bamba...a favorite of my brother Andrew's. My mom and I instantly got teary eyed and saw it as a sign as the 10 year anniversary of Andrew's death was in a couple of days. Thanks Andrew for sending along the musicians...the kids (and Joanie) loved it!
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