We have started a mini-tradition of going down to Fernando's puesto on Sunday afternoon for a delicious comida of fish and a variety of other tasty treats. I love fish and would eat it two or three times a week if Mr. C would agree, but he's more a meat-and-potato kind of guy although he's happy with pasta or other things. The fish is always tender, sweet, succulent. And Chuy is a wonderful cook. We have decided, jointly, that it's the best fish restaurant ever, anywhere. Let's share the glory; Dago does shrimp like nobody else and Fernando does filete de pargo like nobody else.
|The bar at El Barcel|
These are the traditional snacks in most of the restaurants here; jicama and cucumber sprinkled with tajine, a salt-lime-cayenne pepper mixture. But Fernando makes his own and it's much, much better.
I didn't go to tianguis today since I was getting ready for a domino group this afternoon. But last week, when I went with Carolyn, a previous resident who was visiting from the US, she took this great photo of the hat market along side the road.
All you cowboys and cowgirls, take note.