In 1997, we spent January 6, Epiphany, in Barcelona, Spain. Around midday we passed a bakery where many people were buying a festive bread. We, my husband and my daughter who was spending her junior year of college at the University of Barcelona, didn't know what was going on, but I bought a small loaf of the bread for us. Later, I learned that the bread is called by Mexicans, Rosca de Reyes. We're going to enjoy it here in Southern California-- far away from Espana!
