Posted on October 23, 2008 at 3:30pm
I love the sound of New Mexico Spanish. For me, it’s like a warm blanket.
The sound of it reminds me of my grandmother's tiny kitchen up north. She can ramble on, mixing Spanish words with English with ease as her hands turn white with flour over the stove. Then, of course, there's the crackling AM radio station with barely audible Spanish corridos about heartbreak and death, and the dusty dog slobbering all over the screen door just… Continue