Sunday, January 11, 2015

Nights and Days

We had a couple of cool nights warranting a fire to knock the chill off:
The mornings are cool enough that my breath smokes.  And yet warm:  sitting in the sun, I'm compelled to  take my robe off.  This is what I contemplate each morning as I drink coffee:  "Where is the best palapa placement for the casita?"
 After coffee this morning we walked to Cinco Potrillos for huevos rancheros and then over to the square where I spotted a joyeria.  The battery on my watch croaked the second day I was here.  "No, senora, we don't service watches-too many batteries to have to stock"  Dang.  Next week I'll make a decision about the importance of  knowing the time and date with a glance to my wrist.

There is a little storefront next to the church that does a brisk business selling fruits and vegetables. We've been eating an awful lot of tortillas and cheese so I stopped to stock up.  (He had broccoli and leaf lettuce)  I raised my eyebrow at the price of the squash and the vendor explained seriously that he was doing business in the shadow of the Virgen and, therefore, was only able to give me the best prices. Virgen sanctioned prices-mmm hmmm.

 The grapefruit have been out of this world: heavy and sweet with big sections.  The pineapple smells divine.  Evboy made us a salad for dinner (I've never been fond of carrots, but wow!)  and I made calabacitas.  The beans are "new beans" meaning they aren't quite dried yet.  This whole pile was 67 pesos-somewhere under 5 bucks.

I have to wait for the guayaba to ripen as per the instructions given by the vendor.  He recommends putting them in "ponche".  I might just put them on my pillow and let the scent intoxicate me as I drift off to sleep.

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