Even when in the meat section, looking over how the ice is speckled over the pig feet, remembering the grinning goat heads freaked out my older sister but that the whole frozen fish section fascinated my brother-in-law.
We got to the cashier, and the Latin-American music 🎶 🎵 really got me moving, taking her hand and saying, "Let's dance!" , making my mom laugh and call me her "crazy daughter." Just like the bodegas of my childhood.
