“Taco Trucks at Every Mosque” Celebrated Latino and Muslim Unity in Garden Grove Last Night

Orange County’s Muslim and Latino communities broke bread—or rather, tortillas—last night at the second “Taco Trucks at Every Mosque” event this month, this time at the Islamic Society of Orange County in Garden Grove.

The event celebrates the breaking of fast (iftar) during the month of Ramadan and is meant to educate and unite the public in a simple way about the purpose of fasting with a side of tacos.

10 Signs You Grew Up Between L.A. and O.C.

Growing up in the northern middle ground of Los Angeles County and Orange County (oh, to be from Long Beach!) has its perks and cons. At times, it feels like being bi-racial, rejected by both cultures (or counties in this case.) Other times, being able to live and play in both worlds feels like a geographical blessing.

I grew up in Whittier, but I’m sure folks from other LA County towns such as La Mirada, Cerritos, Norwalk, and Diamond Bar have found themselves trying to pick a county side most fitting to them. If you’ve ever had a county existential crisis, you are not alone.

For those who grew up in Whittier or lived in a fellow bordering city, here’s a list of things you’ll find relatable. 

Homes Next to the 22 Freeway Are a Graffiti Mecca—And Authorities Won’t Help to Clean It Up

Note: The names of some graffiti writers have been changed.

In the dead of night, six spray-can-wielding teenagers waited at the base of a chain-link fence dividing the eastbound 22 freeway from townhomes near the City Drive exit in Orange. Cars zipped by just feet away from them, but the youngsters were too busy scheming to be scared. On the other side stood their prize: the city’s Great Wall of Graffiti, a nearly 1,000-foot canvas of the backside of townhomes where nearly anyone can put up their names without fear of rivals or punishment by the law.

How Chapman’s “Excellence In Journalism” Day Got Me an OC Weekly Job While Still In College

This time last year, I was a full-time senior at Cal State Fullerton and working as a part-time sales associate at the H&M in the Brea Mall—a common fate for many working-class, first-generation college students such as myself. Another common experience shared between me and my fellow Titans was that as graduation approached, I had no idea if what I was studying (journalism and film) was even a realistic profession worth pursuing post-graduation—the end of college angst was real.