One celebration that is too important is that when I was little, my family and relatives, every summer we would travel to Veracruz to vacation with our grandparents. 

When we arrived at their house, they already had a lot of food prepared to welcome us but of all the food, I liked to eat grandma's vegetable soup, even though I don't like to eat vegetables but that soup was delicious.

My middle brother would always come in asking...

Yes son, there are some fresh mangoes in the fridge just cut.

Are there any mangos?

 Those mangos were delicious.

Who are you going to the beach with?

We always arrived at the grandparents' house, hardly never went directly to the beach, and while we were in the garden we planned a nice picnic to enjoy a day at the beach with the family.