Most of the time I do not feel Mexican in the way that I long to. There are too many things I don’t know - things I would have learned along the way had I grown up exposed to the culture. Do you remember learning to sing "Happy Birthday"? I don’t. It was just something you picked up in the same way that you learned to talk. There are moments when I say “I am Mexican” as a joke. Like when John asked why I bought limes - you know, was I cooking something? Were they for drinks?