If you head across Guanajuato’s San Francisco square in the late afternoon and walk towards the Venetian-style bridge that arches across from Cafe Santo, you’ll have a good chance of hearing the ‘Cinco Pesos Los Tamales’ guy long before you see him. I didn’t really know what…
Of all the different traditions we’ve come across on our travels, Carnitas Sunday is the first one I’ve found that I can truly get behind. For the uninitiated, carnitas are slow-braised pork shoulders cooked in lard, herbs and their own juices, roasted in an oven and then pulled apart…
It all started, as many big nights out do, with a quick beer. We were sitting with our friends Kelly and Jim in a sunny plaza in Guanajuato when we spotted our friendly American landlady and called her over for a chat. We told…
It’s Mexican Independence Day today, and like many people here, I am nursing a bit of a hangover. I’d like to think of it as a step towards assimilating into local culture, but I’ll have to do it quietly because… Mezcal. Confusingly enough, Independence Day doesn’t actually…