finally got to oaxaca after too many tropical storm-related deviations. i didn’t expect to see so many bougainvillea here, or big straw hats, or ribbons braided in hair…i thought that was all…not so real. but it’s real and it’s all around. the main things i love so far are the liquiterias and the juice and fruit stands everywhere.
in poetry form:
breakfast in mexico city
with pecan sunflower granola pebbles
pecans and bluebberies and three papaya slices
a glass of green
to start my day
mole colorado for me
and mole negro para mi papa.
mole colorado deep red of the house
tomato almond chilli sweet slathered on my chicken.
for my dad
a rich earth brown
coacoa, chilhuacles, chile
a spicy garlic chocolate. just like him.
they love their fruit and nuts here, as do i.
soon: to the pyramids my friend, to the pyramids