Corn tortillas still hot from the griddle (made just two hours earlier) piled high with roasted pig (that he was still roasting inside the casa!), paper thin slices of raw sweet onion, rich guacamole so green it doesn’t look real, dollops of bright orange chile sauce so thick the spoon stands straight up! And the whole mess dribbled with bright lime juice! They wrap these in two tortillas in order to use one as a napkin and one to catch everything you drop from the first! There were 6 seats in this “restaurant” and the room was maybe 8 feet square.
Deep fried thick tortilla chips covered in emerald green tomatilla sauce, grilled chicken, a hefty layer of arugula, chunks of radishes and sweet onion, covered with cheese and put back on the fire to melt the cheese. (ps…This is Mexico’s favorite breakfast!)
Followed by a thin flank steak, rich from the garlic and chile marinade, rice with lime juice and jicama, and papaya so red-orange ripe and so iridescent you want to wear it! And this (including the chilaquiles above) is a typical lunch in the plant cafeteria!
My hosts at the plant invited me Friday to join them for their weekly Posole. We walked down the street from the plant and into what looked like someone’s house (no sign) and into their living room. A woman in her kitchen with 30 or 40 dishes and pots and pans sitting on top of each other, the smells of EACH have already reached your nose way before you have reached her home! You tell her what you want to eat and she dishes it out. We sat at her formica table and were served bowls (the size that Jethro Bodine used for cereal on the Beverly hill billies!) of Posole topped with chopped lettuce, onion, crema (the crema in Mexico has the texture of Greek yogurt but without the tang) and she made a special hot sauce just for me: pureed red jalapenos with crema and lime juice. Posole is hominy corn soaked in lime until it swells and is chewy. You cook the heck of it along with meats and seasonings but, the corn flavor is always prominent…and delicious.
Mammacita chastised me for not finishing my bowl…JETHRO could have not finished the bowl.
I’ve also eaten so much ceviche (raw marinated seafood “cooked” in lime juice and chile) in the last 10 days but it’s absolutely addictive: shrimp, octopus, sea bass, oysters, crab all so sweet and fresh and glistening from the sea, soaked in lime or orange juice and Serrano chiles, with raw onion, more Serrano chiles, sometimes cubes of ripe avocado. Every ceviche – and there have been many – has been over the top delicious. (P.S. and a shout out to my guys at Clamatos, the Mexican restaurant on Versailles road, they have the best ceviche in town, try the tostados mixtas with ceviche).
The open air markets in Mexico are so alive and so loud and so happy (actually, most of Mexico is like this.), and the smells alone are enough to visit! There were no less than 20 taco and tostado trucks lining the streets of the market Saturday morning, each with grills or open fires. The aroma of roasted meat ( pork , steak and chicken, seafood) mixed with poblano chiles, onions and cilantro is nearly overwhelming…in a good way!
Although thousands of miles away from Lexington, this Mercado is very similar to Lexington’s Farmers Market in that it not only is a place to buy great local products, it’s also the social village on Saturday where stories are shared, people meet for coffee, kids are running and laughing, folks have their dogs, and there are more besitos (kisses) and hugs than you can count. (My driver, Jesus, hugged me every night he dropped me off!)
My point to all of this? First, it’s all about the people in your life. Whether it’s your family or friends or someone else’s family and friends, or the people you meet in the street and connect with…this is ALL that matters.
Next? It’s also all about the food, about sharing it with those same people, about being adventuresome in trying new tastes and then being absolutely delighted by the fact that you did. Food brings such pleasure when you are able to make the time to experience it and to share it.
Of course now I have to “bring it home” and back to Oliva Bella. It’s exactly a parallel path to what we strive so hard to do. Bring in new flavors, new sauces for you to try, share other cultures’ ways and recipes or introduce our own take on those. All the while inviting you into our own “casa” to share them with you.
Join us this week at the market or swing through the shop for your own culinary nurturing. I promise, we’ll take good care of you and your belly.