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When I first left Mexico and came to America 20 years ago, I never imagined trying to create a good life for my family would be almost impossible—and punishable by law. My name is Guadalupe and I am a wife, mother, and mobile food vendor.
And there’s a lottery to get on the wait list, and there are over 2,000 people on it—and people can wait over a decade to actually get a permit.
New York City should be the heart in the land of opportunity, but instead, these caps limit opportunity for thousands every year.
And they can expect real Mexican tamales for a long time, because I’m teaching my kids the tricks of the trade so one day they can inherit the business and experience the joy that comes with working hard and making great food for a great city.
Being a mobile food vendor gives me the best of both worlds: I can provide for my family while being around them.
But a cap enacted in the 1980s limits the number of available food permits so vendors like me who want to earn an honest living simply can’t.