“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
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.
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