My grandma would make us some tamales everytime we would go to Matamoros, Tamaulipas in Mexico to visit her. We would go every Christmas and celebrate with my dad's part of the family. She would always wait and ask us what we wanted to eat. I remember going since I was 7 years old and enjoying everyday we were there. Every winter I would look forward to go and visit her. 

– Christopher

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