One night, we had an empanada party (yum) with lots of family to celebrate my host father's birthday. TONS of empanadas of all flavors. My host family tried to prepare me for the craziness that would exist when everyone got together and then congratulated me for surviving afterward. I tried my best to explain that my family is just as crazy (como se dice "food fights" en espanol?) and that I am quite accustomed to these fun, insane reunions.
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