Any where in the world, you'll find things you dont like. It's inevitable. In Paris I remember that I was surprised at how dirty the streets were. In Venice everything was just so touristic it kinda put us off. Madrid was great but sometimes the people came off as pretty cold sometimes. Mexico is no different. The chaos, the fear, the insanity of the traffic, it certainly isn't paradise...but damn the Mexicans know how to do breakfast. Barbacoa is probably the best Sunday morning breakfast I can think of. Whole lambs slow roasted in pit ovens over night served with blue corn tortillas, lashing of Salsa and a rich lamp soup. Add to this think richly spiced sweet coffee and freshly squeezed orange juice and I honestly can't think of a better way of starting my Sunday.
I sat, eating till I nearly exploded, smile from ear to ear, while the amicable chatter of friends and family surrounded us. It was beyond delightful.
Mexican's know how to do breakfast.
Nice Rob,
ReplyDeleteI must say that I was utterly impressed with the concept of the Barbacoa myself and I must admit it is hard to imaginr a better breakfast.
Tom
Washed down with sickly sweet spiced coffee or ice cold beer...genius. Mexico may be considered a third world country but as far as breakfasts go....definitely first class!
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