If you were sitting in a bar in America and a man came in from off the streets to sell you tamales, you'd politely decline and then inform the police. If, however, you're sitting in a bar in Mexico and a man comes in from off the streets to sell you tamales, you must buy two dozen. And when he whips out the Clamato bottle filled with salsa, well, you realize what a good decision you've just made.
There are loads of stories and pics I could share, but the consulate has requested I keep most of those to myself. I will only share the following.
