In search of BAErritos [day #2]

“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

MEXICO DAY 2

Coyoacán is the West Egg of Mexico City. There’s just no question. This delightful borough is a never ending horcrux for adventures, fabulous street food, and wondrous works of art. Día dos was most definitely one for trying new things. Armed with my new phrases ‘no queso, por favor’ and ‘soy vegetarian’, I threw myself into Coyoacán’s seemingly endless street stalls. Today’s highlights include one vegan sope (dope thick tortilla, topped with beans lettuce & chilli), esquites (a Mexican corn snack), and a glorious ‘tlayuda chica sin carne‘ (thin toasted tortilla, topped with black beans, tomato, lettuce and avocado). I also found some glorious, and rather decadent artisan chocolates, from a very sweet Mexican woman who kept plying me with various treats from her shop. What a bae. Another highlight was finally visiting ‘Café El Jarocho’, a Mexican coffee house, which has never been without a queue snaking out the door. Those Coyoacán locals know what’s up. As I waltzed around with my El Jarocho Americano in hand, sunlight streaming onto the path in front of me, I had to remind myself that this was actually December. Mexico, you’re spoiling me. This break up is going to be real tough when I head back home, but for now, I’m basking in the idyll that is Mexico City.

MEXICO DAY 2

MEXICO DAY 2

MEXICO DAY 2

MEXICO DAY 2

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Vegan Mayhem in Mexico City [Day #1]

“Yes, I like Piña Coladas and getting caught in the rain,

I’m not much into health food, I am into champagne”

MEXICO DAY ONE

Alright, alright, you caught me out. I am very much into health food and I bloody hate getting caught in the rain. Lemme just say that if my barnet gets even a little damp, y’all are going to need an industrial quantity of frizzease to tame it back to some picture of normality. ¿So, what the cussing ‘ell am I doing quoting Jimmy Buffett on New Years Eve? Well, amigo$, I’m only in bleedin’ Mexico. I’ll be staying in the utterly glorious Coyoacan for the next 11 days, and I thought y’all might want to come along with me. Das right, I’m here to guide you through the festive sounds, decadent sights, opulent feasts, and the uncompromising energy of a city I’ve already fallen a little bit in love with.

Día uno was definitely one to set a precedent for the rest of dis fabulous vacation. After a 4am wake up call, I was treated to 10 hours on a flight with next to nothing that was vegan, which is so not fetch. And before y’all get on my case, I’m British, so I can sure as hell make that happen. Aside from the lack of airborne carbs, the flight was pretty good, except for the bit where I started to watch ‘The Fault in our Stars’ and had to turn it off before the gally next to me asked to change seats, due to the sobbing mess that I turned into. There may have been a few tears, but as the prophet Tracy Breaker famously said, it was more likely to be hay fever. JUST SAYIN’. Fortunately, after surviving on crisps and an obscene amount of black coffee, Atlanta airport was absolute delight in terms of their eateries. I grabbed a glorious vegetarian wrap which was chock full of fresh leaves, and a three bean salad which just about revived me. After ogling at all the vegetarian food, I made it to my gate with 3 minutes to spare and boarded my flight to Mexico City! This one is an even funnier story. They didn’t even have a vegetarian option, though a concerned air hostess pitifully handed me industrial quantities of pretzels and black coffee. Thank you, air hostess, for my inventive supper.

Coyoacan is an absolute dream. It is the most beautiful place. During my first few minutes in the town, I wandered into a fabulous canteen (which had been there since the 1930s!) full of food stalls and bustling punters, all eager for something suitably scrumptious. Now first things first, y’all should know that before I arrived I knew two phrases in Spanish; ‘my name is…’ and ‘where are the toilets’, so hopefully that should give you some context to my adventures. I wandered over to a stall teaming with fresh fruit, said ‘melon’ in some half-arsed Spanish accent and hoped for the best. Goodness GRACIOUS it was divine. This was my elixir of life as I wandered the wonderful streets of the borough, marvelling at the street food & basking in the sunlight. Since then, I’ve tried tamale (bae), raw chocolate water at an artisan coffee house, Mexican sushi, and vegan molletes. My hotel even got soya milk in especially, these Mexicans are just the bae-est of the baes. I can’t wait to see in the New Year in such a glorious place. Happy New Year to each and every one of you!

MEXICO DAY ONE

MEXICO DAY ONE

MEXICO DAY ONEMEXICO DAY ONE

Y’all can see more of beautiful Mexico on my instagram @marshingtons 

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