Then there are people like Robert Torres and Cesar Laijas, both in their 50s, who met each other at the dinner in 2014. They’ve claimed the same area—on the far end of the cavernous setup from the entrance—where they have more elbow room.
“We’re just single men who have been by ourselves,” said Torres, 59, who was decked out in a white cowboy hat and ranchero suit to match. “All my family has passed away, or is out of town.”
Torres needed the extra room for his additional condiments and several turkey and pilgrim tchotchkes he arranged as his own personal table setting. The whipped cream, in particular, became very popular among his buddies when the pumpkin pie servers came around.
All in Torres’ family in San Antonio have died. He has some aunts and uncles, but they live out of town. On this day, people like Laijas have become his family.
“This is a place to meet good friends and great families,” said Laijas, 56, who use to volunteer at the Jimenez dinner in the late ’90s. “That’s why I keep coming back. There’s nothing but happiness. You never see a frown at the Henry B. Gonzalez. You eat until you’re full.”
Laijas’ only complaint?
“There’s not a place to take a nap,” Laijas said while laughing.
Every year, the Jimenez dinner, which started in 1979, serves an estimated 25,000 people at the convention center. More than 4,000 volunteers make the well-oiled machine go. There are volunteers who assemble the plates. There are those who push around trash cans and recycle bins to keep the rows upon rows upon rows of tables tidy for the continuous stream of people. The glamorous job goes to the volunteers who carry around the actual meals on large treys and bring them to the hungry. Some just walk around with hot coffee.
Then you have volunteers like Michelle Rodriguez who’s job is to walk around and ask people what else they need. If you’re a guest at the Jimenez dinner, you’re allowed to have as many meals as you like. Rodriguez’ job was to identify those who needed pie. But at times, she looked bored.
“There are so many volunteers, everybody is on top of it,” said Rodriguez, 45, who helped out on Thursday with her mom and son.
When Rodriguez was a kid, her father, Manuel, introduced the family to the dinner as volunteers. Her dad died on Christmas Eve seven years ago, and now the family recently got back into volunteering at the Jimenez, she said, “just keeping his spirit alive.”
Gina Gomez, 43, comes to the dinner every year by herself for the music and to meet new people. It means not having to do dishes at her house. Later that evening, she would go to her mom’s place, where the rest of her family would gather for the dinner.
“I like the music, and the people, and it’s just fun,” Gomez said. “And the food is very good.”