PIÑATAS BURSTING WITH HISTORY
By Carlos Velázquez
San José is a unique and beautiful city, one whose cultural heart and roots lies in its immigrant and Chicano neighborhoods, at places like the pulga, in pho restaurants at strip malls full of asphalt and sandblast, or a tiny wooden building bursting with color.
Dulceria Mi Carnaval, a piñata and Mexican candy store located on the corner of 24th and E. Santa Clara, is a big part of my family’s roots, as well as that of the East Side. My Tia Gabriela Velázquez, my pop’s younger sister, opened the shop in 1986 with my Tio Chava, and it’s been a family affair since. Cousins, tios, siblings, and my parents have all worked there, helping with the chair and table rentals, or creating and decorating the piñatas. I can hear my Abuelita Lupe’s loud voice filling up the tiny room that makes up the store. I can see the explosion of colors from the piñatas and bags of dulces, feel the dried, textured layers of glue covering the folding tables where the piñatas are made.