Tuesdays are rapidly becoming one of our favorite days because there is a wonderful outdoor market that occurs just about a block away from our apartment! We’ve included a photo of what we bought this time (and Schubert inspecting the goods as per usual), all of which cost us about $10 USD. Don’t let our shopping success fool you, we are still sticking out like a sore thumb, but we are doing our best to be inconspicuous by carrying lots of small change (even though cien pesos [$100 MEX] = only about $9 USD, it’s not always necessarily that any particular vendor will carry sufficient change for the bill) and learning the names of the vegetables en Español. Our not wanting to be seen as turistas is partially why we don’t have photos of the actual market (the other part is that I’m lazy.)
This time we even bought a few dulces (not only does México have tons of history and culture, but perhaps most importantly they have wonderfully decadent sweets.) So far we’ve been having a lot of fruit for breakfast (which is the norm): cantaloupe and papaya; and with the rest of our bounty, we made a homemade marinara sauce for spaghetti and we also made ranchero sauce that we’ve been putting on tacos, tostadas, enchiladas, and eggs (huevos rancheros!) [By the way, spell check in English is perplexed by the word tostada and wants it to be “dastard”!]
“We now interrupt your regularly scheduled reading to bring you your weekly gringo moment…the jalapeños that we bought at the market were so picante that after I boiled them, I think I went through almost an entire box of tissues!”
Even though Coyoacán was the title of our last post, we’ve actually been back twice since our first week. Recently, we met a new friend who lives there, Rebecca, and she kindly took us out to dinner at a Cantina and gave us some insider tips on the City. At the cantina, we tried some yummy appetizers with Cactus (nopales) and chicharrón, and then the bartender (or owner?) came over to chat with us and generously let us taste Mezcal, which is an indigenous alcoholic beverage. This particular Mezcal tasted smokier than tequila, but packed a punch. As is traditional, this Mezcal was from Oaxaca, and was also served traditionally with orange slices and a special mixture that includes chili powder, salt, and fried larvae! (This is not my favorite beverage, but still very interesting.) After the meal, we walked around a bit and got amazing churros. Apparently, Coyoacán is THE PLACE for churros, which were much better than the ones that are sold in our colonia. Mine contained a dulce de leche filling and Mary E’s had chocolate, but we might have to go back and try all of the fillings, in due time.
Today Mary E had her first class at the Escuela Nacional de Música, also in Coyoacán, but I think that I will let her tell you all about it…same Méxican time, same Méxican channel. Things slow down a bit this weekend for us, here is an impression of me doing my share of the cleaning: