Vida En El Valle Blogs: The Latin voice of the central valley.

“I’ve got a hankering for some chorizo,” my co-worker, Dan, said to me Tuesday morning.

We had just finished covering a census event in Huron, and Dan was hungrily eyeing the strip of Mexican restaurants that dot Huron’s main street.

We wandered into “Mexican Café,” a joint one of the census workers had recommended.

I loved the look of this place, but don’t ask me about the food. I stuck with a warm glass of chocolate.

On Wednesday afternoon, I headed out to Firebaugh to cover the grand opening of a high-quality, low-income housing development.

The two-story, three-bedroom houses were very pretty, but I found myself struck by this view.

It seems as if, beyond this 21-unit development, there is nothing but fields.