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Historic Laredo

An illustrated history of the city of Laredo and the Webb County area, paired with the histories of companies, families and organizations that make the region great.

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Above: The decor and fixtures of El<br />

Gallo Bakery on San Agustín Street, as<br />

well as the aroma of fresh baked bread<br />

and pastries, were a magnet for those<br />

on coffee break downtown. The business<br />

was owned by Guadalupe Ornelas.<br />

COURTESY OF GERARDO SALAZAR<br />

Below: Looking eastward from the Royal<br />

Opera House on Hidalgo Street, it was<br />

possible to appreciate the dynamism of<br />

the architecture of old downtown.<br />

WEBB COUNTY HERITAGE FOUNDATION<br />

Light bulbs on a single strand of wire hung<br />

from the high ceiling over the marble aggregate<br />

U-shaped service counter, the tables, and the<br />

glass pastry cases, casting as much shadow as<br />

illumination on the archaic, flligreed steel of the<br />

old National cash register.<br />

A massive mural of a New England landscape<br />

created irony with the arid South Texas geography<br />

just beyond the two sets of tall double<br />

screen doors. Two thousand miles from Cape<br />

Cod, an El Gallo patron might sip coffee, look<br />

past the statues of Xochil and El Indio<br />

Cuathemoc on the pastry island inside the<br />

counter’s U and ponder into the painting the<br />

seaworthiness of a beached white skiff.<br />

Some of the walls of El Gallo were brick and<br />

others were tongue-in-groove machimbre wainscot<br />

once enameled a light baby blue. A shiny<br />

vein of gold scrolled mirrors at eye level ran<br />

along the north wall above the wainscot and<br />

below the wide painting.<br />

Time and use had long since worn away at<br />

the definition of sharp angles and clean, straight<br />

lines from the counter, the wooden floor and the<br />

fixtures. The creaky floor planks were worn by<br />

the presence of customers at the barstools or at<br />

the pastry cases. The wooden frames of the tall<br />

screen doors and the wide metal handles that<br />

were bread advertisements bore, too, the gentle<br />

erosion of human hands.<br />

The glass cases held artfully shaped and textured<br />

cuernitos, regalitos, conchas, and semitas. At<br />

the service counter, customers sat comfortably<br />

on swiveled cherrywood seats and rested their<br />

feet on a brass foot rail below the counters. The<br />

Wurlitzer’s repertoire provided an array of versions<br />

of love ballads from Cuco Sánchez and<br />

Agustín Lara to the songs of René and René, the<br />

local duo related to proprietor Ornelas.<br />

It was a cavern of a building, vast and highceilinged,<br />

with oiled wooden floors and dim lighting.<br />

In memory, it is clear that El Gallo wasn’t just<br />

a bakery; it was a monument to resistance, a<br />

functioning environment of worn, sturdy<br />

objects, that despite their advanced age and<br />

repeated use, rendered faithful performance.<br />

Through the archaic strains of the Wurlitzer’s<br />

woestruck Mexican waltz of disconsolate violin<br />

and moody tuba in three-quarter time, through<br />

the tempting, honest vapors of pan francés just<br />

out of the oven, El Gallo was the successful elusion<br />

of change, an uncontrived stop-action,<br />

freeze-frame of history suspended in flour dust.<br />

El Gallo Bakery closed its doors in May of<br />

1971 and was flattened along with other buildings<br />

on the 600 block of San Agustín to become<br />

a parking lot.<br />

A CORNER GROCERY<br />

Chole and Don Enrique owned the corner<br />

grocery at the end of the block on <strong>Laredo</strong> Street.<br />

The store was the front room of their home<br />

which was veneered with 30s and 40s license<br />

plates nailed end on end.<br />

The front of the store offered the shade of a<br />

tin-roofed porch which wrapped around the<br />

building. A curlicued wire fence cut off the store<br />

porch from the private porch where Chole and<br />

Don Enrique kept lawn chairs for evening chats.<br />

Chole entered the store from the darkened<br />

rooms of her home, leaving the drama of<br />

Mexican radio novelas that hung suspensefully<br />

68 ✦ HISTORIC LAREDO

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