Interestingly, south of the border Cinco de Mayo is not celebrated like it is in the US. Here, it has taken on a life of its own and become one gigantic national party. In Puebla, the festivities take on a more reflective and reverential perspective. And this year's celebration holds particular importance because it marks the 150th anniversary. Not to worry. In Manhattan, a city that is basically the Mexicans' third home after LA, everyone is happy there is a party in their honor. Given that so many Mexican immigrants - legal or illegal - have basically brought up the next generation of Upper Eastsiders, and are responsible for every menial task possible in this city from washing restaurant plates to maintaining the perfectly manicured Hamptons' gardens, it only seems fitting that everyone stands by their side and celebrates in memory of this seemingly special day for them. Pass me another margarita. Feliz Cinco de Mayo.