Mi Mexico Monday: Just outside my front door
Monday, January 31, 2011
All day long, there is something to buy right outside my door. Morning, noon and early evenings. Today we're going to focus on the food.
Our mornings begin with a distant call that can be heard a couple of blocks away. "Alli viene el pollo. De a kilo, medio kilo, tres cuartos y pollo entero." That would be Chicken Man. He rides around town, on his bicycle, balancing two large, plastic paint buckets full of fresh chicken. (And by fresh, I mean that the chickens were still clucking around his yard the day before.)
As the morning continues, we are visited by vendors selling nopales (cactus), corn (uncooked), guavas, tepecamotes and one of my personal favorites, camotes (yams). Doña Maria (not the one from my local tiendita) is the cutest little lady. She pushes around a large cart filled with her delicious candied yams and sweet potatoes, along with other sweets including, Dulce de Guayaba, Alfajores and Cocadas (macaroons).
If I missed Chicken Man earlier, there's no need to worry. Doña Josefina, my chicken lady, stops by mid-morning in her adorable John Deere golf cart.
At around noon, which isn't our lunch time, we are visited by Chuy Nieves. I've written about him before. He sells delicious homemade ice cream EVERY day, right outside our shop.
That's when the produce trucks drive by. They sell everything from mangoes and avocadoes to watermelon and tomatoes. It depends on the what fruits and veggies are in season. Today they were selling pineapples. I bought these three beauties for 15 pesos. (A little more than a dollar.)
And they even threw in this sweet mamey.
Just before we sit down to eat lunch, we hear the catchy tune of Pan Pan Americano. It's the Bread Car!
One of the local bakers drives around town selling his freshly baked Mexican pastries. Mmmm!
The afternoon brings more of the same: paleteros (popsicle vendors), cooked elotes (corn) and sweet cornbread. But the highlight of the kiddies afternoon is El Señor Viejito (a kind way of saying old man). He sells just about everything a kid could want: candy, ice cream and toys!
To end the day, our last visit is usually from La Guëra with her pot of tamales. Tamales delivered right to my door. (Sorry for the horrible pic. I haven't figured out how to take nighttime pics with Nick's DSi.)
I've showed you mine, now it's time for you to show me yours!