Today was John’s birthday, so I ambitiously decided to make chilaquiles, only the best Mexican breakfast food ever. It is basically crispy, fried pieces of corn tortillas doused in a tasty salsa verde (tomatillos, onion, garlic, cilantro, serrano peppers) & cooked briefly until the chips soften a bit. Mix in some shredded chicken, top with optional sour cream/shredded cheese, and there you have it– basically socially-acceptable nachos for breakfast! I highly recommend if you ever see them on the menu at a Mexican restaurant.
During the afternoon, we decided to have a leisurely wander & graze through Condesa, one of the trendy/hipster neighborhoods in Mexico City. This is where we would be living if we had a choice–jam-packed with restaurants galore, gelato shops, bars, clubs, and boutiques with clothing vastly too small/expensive for me. We had not yet been to El Tizoncito, one of the restaurants in Condesa who claims to be the “creator of tacos al pastor“. Clearly this merited a stop for a wee snack for the birthday boy!
For anyone not familiar, tacos al pastor are primarily secret-recipe-marinated pork cooked on a vertical rotisserie with a pineapple on top and an onion at its base. The pork is sheared off the spit into small tacos (~4-inch diameter), and topped with cilantro & onion. This is one of the classic, unique specialities of Mexico City and a must-try for all visitors.
After more walking around the old horsetrack path that forms the center of Condesa (and possibly visiting a few boutiques en route), we decided to stop for another drink/snack (in part because I refused to use the random porta-potties sitting awkwardly on the edge of the park). We found what seemed to be a suitable venue that possessed a toilet, Flora Lounge.
Unfortunately, the dining experience at Flora Lounge falls into the “not a classic nor unique specialty of Mexico City”. After perusing the menu consisting largely of “pastas” and “pizzetas”, we were informed there was no pasta at the moment. So, we opted to share a Pizzeta Canadiense (Canadian pizza?). Needless to say when the below object arrived on our table, we imagined that neither Canadians nor Italians would be too quick to claim this as their own.
It was a broad interpretation of pizza, implemented as: bottom layer- pita bread….. middle layer- cream cheese…. top layer- cheap deli ham…. added bonus- sprinkling of oregano. Slightly warmed, but definitively not ‘cooked’. Interesting. In summary, Condesa has innumerable tasty, diverse restaurants, but when it comes to restaurants who do not actually call themselves “Italian” but serve food with names similar to (but not actual) Italian names, be aware. Know their strengths. And then go get some tacos al pastor.