Somehow in this pace of life where I find myself in a new place every few days sitting down to write a real piece seems nearly impossible.
I am in Merida. La ciudad blanca. It is perfect weather and the trees are in bloom. It is the kind of weather that people here say would ruin the city by attracting all the tourists from everywhere. I love it.…
Over the past few weeks I ate well and I’ll share more of the places soon but for today I want to share a sunday where I ate two brunches and felt good about it. They are both in my mind…exactly why Mexico City is incredible.
The first was at a friends pop-up called Pichón. It is a brunch pop-up every Sunday from 10–4 in San Miguel de Chapultepec. It is a group of friends who are artists and chefs who source local amazing food including from farmers in the chinampas in Xocimilco (which I love). They make two main dishes a week, I had budin de azteca with blue corn tortillas, flor de calabaza, and great cheese from Chiapas. Coffee is bottomless…you get to eat a long table half inside/half outside with everyone else coaxing into a Sunday.
And then a quick walk away, just around the corner from where I used to live D and I stopped for my favorite Mexico City sunday snack. Consome de borrego (Lamb consome) and hard tacos. Yum. The consome is hot and gamey and served with onions, cilantro, and limes to squeeze in. My stand is on the corner of Cohuila and Manzanillo. Every sunday they are there helping people nurse their hangovers from the red tent.