Quinceanera? A wedding? A prom in April? For several weeks, on weekends, there has been a low-key festive event in an Echo Park Avenue front yard: ten or twelve teen-ish looking kids practicing dancing. They line up facing each other, ostensibly preparing for some kind of formal event or performance in front of the house at Effie and EP Ave. (northwest corner). If there was music, it was turned way low. Same house where my daughter and I often stop to pat one of our favorite dogs -- a beauty, it looks like a coyote-shepherd mix -- through the iron bars of the fence.

Then, this Saturday, the day before Easter, my husband passed the Effie house on his way to Delilah's Bakery and witnessed a variation in the scene. The boys wore elaborate matching tan suits and hats with ribbons. A stretch limo was parked in front. Show time!