The “tamale guy” rides his bike past my apartment every day, sometimes early, sometimes as late as 11:30pm, like last night: The “Tamale Guy” (click to listen)
My Periphery
a blog of sights & sounds
The “tamale guy” rides his bike past my apartment every day, sometimes early, sometimes as late as 11:30pm, like last night: The “Tamale Guy” (click to listen)
My Periphery 
This blog rocks.
I think you came across Dad’s retirement job! Can’t you just picture him as the tamale man!
A song within every voice. Great recording! Keep em coming.
Loved the tamale man! BEAUTIFUL voice:)
You should hear the “GAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSS” man!
Took me back to my childhood and my long summers in Chilangolandia. Remembering that for years we thought there was a guy yelling my sister’s name at the top of his longs at 6:30am “EEEErrriiiikkkaaa” “EEErrrikkkaaa,” only to her disappointment when we realized later that he was saying melodiously “Quieren PAN ?” “Quieren PAN?” Carry on buddy, DALE!
Chilangolandia!