But I love the "americanized" versions and make my own quite frequently.  And I really miss some of the more authentic food from LA -- the shredded beef tacos from the trucks, the homemade tamales that the women sell out of coolers, the coconut popsicles from the corner stores, and that rice-milk drink (I suddenly forget what it's called).   Every once in awhile, I get keenly homesick and miss those things more than I can say.  Oh, and the sugar skulls, of course.

Maybe we can eventually make language a complete impediment to understanding. -Hobbes