The Spanish and Latino Students’ Association will be hosting their 17th annual Tropicana celebration this week. SALSA has members that hail from 21 different nations, most of which with Spanish as the official language Although the majority of the students are in fact native Spanish speakers, the group emphasizes showcasing as many cultures as possible.”An effort is being undertaken to show the appreciation of a more diverse cultural base,” junior and vice president of SALSA Jhovanny O. Germosen said.In that regard the dinner which normally accompanies the Tropicana Dance will have Mexican food from Maria’s, as opposed to past years when Domincan food has been served. Caterers from Maria’s will be bringing food for both vegetarians and non-vegetarians alike, including enchiladas with several delicious salsas, burritos, rice and some sweet flan for dessert. A mariachi singer will be serenading those dining. The dinner is near capacity but tickets are still on sale at the Common Market, $9.50 for UR students and $12 for everyone else.Diners are encouraged to eat lightly, so they can dance nimbly. DJ La Moda will also be on the steel wheels mixing together some salsa, hip-hop, reggae and bhangra. Two live bands from the Domincan Republic will also be playing. Doors open at 10 p.m. and the dance will continue until 3 a.m. Tickets can be purchased at the door or at the Common Market, $10 for UR students and $12 for the rest.Goldner can be reached at bgoldner@campustime.org.
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