Yesterday, while driving to the Ranch, we saw these little blond-haired, pale skinned boys selling these cookies in packages at one of the main intersections in the city. I just said, "No" out of habit and he walked on. Ian, however, was intrigued. We talked for a little bit about whether he was American or not, but the kid was wearing overalls, a plaid patterned dress shirt, and a straw hat. So were the other kids. They are Mennonites.
Ian decided to buy some cookies from him, because he just looked like he deserved it. As he came up to the car, the kid spoke in perfect Spanish, telling us how much they were. Ian was a little shocked. So was I. After doing a little research, It appears that there is a pretty large Mennonite community in Mexico. They generally are not here in Mazatlan, and actually the ones here selling things are part of the Modern Mennonites who have not only learned Spanish but have integrated their schools with the Mexican education system. Some of them also drive trucks.
So, fun new fact of the day: There are Mennonites in Mexico!
**For those who are wondering, the cookies taste like a fancy graham cracker. Nothing special, but they're good with coffee!
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