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Forget Chocolate Easter Eggs – it’s all about Cascarón!

Happy Easter everyone! We’re feeling full of the joys of spring (counteracted by the lingering hangover from a Bank Holiday Weekend), but while for many of you Easter Sunday involves scoffing as much chocolate as you possibly can, we have another option for you.

Have you ever heard of Cascaróns? No? Well that’s a shame, because they’re beautiful. Take a look:

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In Spanish, cáscara means shell and cascarón means eggshell. Cascaróns are mostly used in Mexico during Carnival, but this craft is also a popular Easter tradition.

Here’s some more details from Hispanic Culture Online:

“According to historians, this Mexican craft actually originated in China. In the Far East, the colored eggs were filled with scented powders and frequently given as gifts, that is how they became part of Hispanic culture.

After Marco Polo visited China in the 13th century, the eggs became all the rage in the royal courts of Europe, especially in Italy and Spain. They finally arrived in Mexico in the mid-1800s, courtesy of the Emperor Maximilian’s wife Carlotta.

In Mexico, the cascarones tradition began to evolve. Instead of scented powder, Mexicans put confetti into the eggs. They then developed the tradition of cracking the egg over a friend’s head to release the confetti, which inspired the name cascarones or “shell hits.”

Many people believe that breaking cascarones over your friends’ heads brings a shower of good luck and good fortune along with the spill of confetti. Sometimes we also say you should make a wish before attempting to gently bump the egg on your friend’s head. If the egg breaks, your wish will be granted.”

So there you go – Easter eggs don’t have to be all about chocolate… get decorating, break some eggs with friends, and start making your wishes for spring!

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El Camion: A Child of Soho!

El Camion has been proudly part of the fabric of Soho for five years now and on Brewer Street we have found our spiritual home. But what is this magical place we have become part of? What is it about this Soho spirit that now flows through our tequila-coursing veins?

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Soho has always had animals inhabiting it – it does now and it did back in the 16th century when it was just farmland. Sometime in the swinging sixties (the 1660s) the Earl of Leicester built a mansion on Leicester Square, making it the most fashionable address in London. Dignitaries, royals, playwrights and other VIPs flocked to the area to party and the rich used the surrounding acres as hunting ground. The hunting cry, ‘Soohoo!’ was, alas, what gave Soho its name.

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Later that century, city overcrowding meant that building the Soho land began. The street on which we dwell – Brewer Street – was once called Wells Street but then became home to two breweries, and the name followed. You see, our reputation as a drinking den was inevitable – it’s the street! It’s ingrained in our nature.

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Add in a couple of bookshops, strip joints, cafés and a sprinkling of sex shops, and we’re in the place we call home. Looking at the history, Soho has long been the favoured place for debauchery – why change an institution? If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. All hail the mighty Soho! We’ll drink to that.