After three days at a resort in Cabo, Mexico, it was time to meet what the locals eat.
So, we nearly killed ourselves crossing the highway, then caught a bus to Cabo San Lucas. The bus unloaded onto the main plaza by a marina lined with boozy brunches and bus boys still mopping last nights parties off the floor. Along the marina was a boardwalk swarming with Mexican sales people, “Amigo, would you like to go on a boat ride? Amigo, snorkeling? Amigo, whale watching?”
I told Stan I knew he had friends around the world, but didn’t realize he had so many (amigos) in Mexico. We took refuge in a side street and stumbled upon an open air restaurant with a menu written in chalk. Thanks to our poor Spanish skills, we didn’t know what we were ordering, but when the waitress came out with two hearty bowls of a Mexican beef stew, warm tortillas, and all the cool vegetable fixings, we knew we made a good decision.
What’s a trip to a foreign country if you don’t bring some enchanting part of their culture back with you? Here is our contribution: birria (click here for a recipe). It tasted as pretty as it looked, although Stan put the spiciest chilis in the stew, which made my eyes water whenever I took a bite (although I just told him I was crying because it was so good).
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