Bertha Klepach : The 10 Greatest Only-In-Miami Christmas Traditions
Bertha Klepach - Fashion Maven
Games, shows, food, nativities! With the jingle that launched a thousand childhoods, Santa's Enchanted Forest is the epitome of a Miami Christmas tradition. It's so Miami, in fact, that they even leave the Christmas lights up all year just like the rest of us. Starting in November and ending in January (because who doesn't need two solid months of fried foods and terrifying carnival rides), Santa's Enchanted Forest is a rite of passage for every kid and teen in the city. And just in case you want to go this year but somehow forgot where it is, let us help you out. It's in Tropical Park on Palmetto and Bird Road.
You know Christmas is right around the corner when Power 96 starts playing the Remix on repeat. God bless this little gem for teaching us the story of Jesus' birth while giving us something to shake our rump to with that mid-song hip-hop breakdown. Tuqui tuqui tuqui tuqui, indeed.
No is complete without a few Cubans on La Caja China. It's a whole production, too. When we unveil the finished product, every rando on the block shows up begging for a piece of that crispy skin. While there's a legit company that sells Caja Chinas now, and Bobby Flay may be a fan, 305 residents can claim that they've been creating their own bootleg versions for years. Say what you want about Miami, but we're God damn innovators when it comes to roasting a pig.
Consider this one a modern tradition of sorts, since our beloved Miami Heat have pretty much played (and slayed) on every Christmas in recent memory. We relish having a full afternoon of glorious alley oops, over-the-top flopping and LeBron James dunking people into oblivion. Winning against the (laughable) Los Angeles Lakers this year will be the greatest Christmas present of all.
When a slight breeze rolls through, we'll dust off our hideous Uggs and puffy J.Lo-inspired jackets faster than you can say . We look ridiculous, but it truly is a Christmas miracle when Miami gets "chilly" weather for more than four days straight. Hell, a slight cold front causes us to lose our minds and bundle up like Snowpocalypse is near. Our Northern and Midwestern friends may judge us for this odd behavior, but we always get the last laugh when we're eventually back to bikinis and flip-flops and they're freezing their nads off for another two months.