Sunday morning, and I Efi we left by car to a place 'called Barra de la Cruz. We stopped in the center of Huatulco to buy a pound of fresh shrimp, to be attached to a lobster the day before a friend of his had sold for € 2. But the real reason for the trip, the highlight of the day, it was an armadillo of 10 kg, Efi had booked the restaurant a week in advance. Let me explain 'that armadillos also feed on poisonous animals such as snakes and scorpions, and for this reason, before be able to cook, the animal is subjected to a bowel cleansing for a few days.
After 40 minutes on the main road routes to the south, Salina Cruz, turn right towards the sea and after a few corners, we arrived at the home of Luis. In fact, not 'a real restaurant: Luis and his wife Maria prepare dishes within their large and rustic country house a few miles from the sea. Customers, mostly 'normal and tourists can enjoy the dish of the day, or opt to move directly to the food you want them to be cooked. We sat in the garden, under a wooden roof, and while whet your appetite with "nachios and hot sauce, Toni joined us.
and Tonio ' a longtime friend of Efigenio, playing basketball with boys and attended the same company for several years. It 'a very serious and healthy: no drinking, no smoking and is' addicted to work. This does not detract from the fact that it is very friendly and sociable, they like being together and having fun with friends. He works for a 'major multinational cigarette and Monday' Friday ', along the coast from Salina Cruz to Puerto Escondido store sales by controlling and supervising deliveries. It was he who Efigenio help to detect the activity 'of beer and, together, have a bar above the shop. Often stops to sleep with us, or simply passes to rest and chat.
recent arrivals were: Marcos, accompanied by his daughter of 9 years, the son of 11 and the girl who works as a grain store in the center of Huatulco. He 's been here for only 6 months, has 5 children by three different women, which is not so' rare here in Mexico. E 'origininario of San Cristobal, where he lived most of his family. The 'last of his wives, all of a sudden he left Mexico and moved to Cuba, leaving the two children with whom he lives for the past 10 years. It 's a very active guy, always busy to invent something to do, always looking for odd jobs to get by. It 'a very positive person, who has not had an easy life but has always met head on and without fear.
While the children played in the hammocks, we sat at the table and Maria begin 'a long procession of dishes. The first dish was the "hot iguana", a soup of iguana meat, not skinned and served in a savory broth. Then came the prawns, cooked in a pan with a sauce made of garlic, but that 'not at all hiding the taste of fresh shellfish. As a side dish, blacks beans and white rice, to accompany, tortillias freshly made, still warm and serve wrapped in a cotton cloth. When asked
of chili peppers, Mary did nothing but seize half a dozen from a tree a few meters from us. They were red and very small, just a tiny bit to hear ignite a fire broke out in the mouth and throat. Then, finally, finish 'what we have been waiting for a week, the armadillo! As a stew cooked in a thick red sauce, spicy aromas and scents. The meat and dell'armadillo 'tender and very flavorful, melts in your mouth and comes off the bones with an easy' incredible. Now I was a bit 'skeptical, also because' I had just photographed a more 'small still alive that were in a cage in the back of the house. But when I tasted, I was surprised by the exciting and unique flavor of its kind. To conclude, the lobster, that's just me and Marcos, albeit a bit 'hard work, we were able to eat after that feast lasted almost three hours. How
say in Florence: "We had a grainy, stuff from the asylum."
After lunch, we went to the beach. A long stretch of golden sand, it separates the freshwater lagoon from the ocean on the beach of Barra de la Cruz. We played all afternoon alternating between races, fighting to turn on the water holding us back, bathing in the sea and the lagoon. Maybe we'll have more fun than 'us that children and adults spent an unforgettable day. After sunset, we returned back to the home of Luis and we stopped for dinner. Gustavo armadillo again accompanied by a juicy shrimp soup.
Back home we were all tired, fed up with the bones a bit 'broken, but fully satisfied with the past Sunday with friends.
I'm glad I tried a kitchen so 'exotic and not so easy to find, and even more' I'm happy that I really liked. But the thing that pleased me most 'of all is the fact that he found friends like Efi, Tonio and Marcos. I feel one of them when we're together, they have prejudices or ulterior motives and I feel that I consider a friend.
I know that trusting people can 'be very risky, especially in a foreign country, but' I think that in life, sometimes you have to risk to be able to get something and distrust everybody, if I had not accepted the invitation to settle down in the back of the store, Efi, perhaps I would have already 'gone from here, and I would spend the day alone.
At this time, are on the beach in St. Augustine, 20 miles from Huatulco and 10 km of gravel road from the main road to Puerto Escondido. Iphigenia and 'went to his city' s hometown, the capital of Oaxaca state, will be back 'tomorrow morning. He left me the keys to the store and those of his car. Before he left I did explain the prices of beer and tonight, I will go 'to give a hand to Mateo, but tomorrow I will be' I opened the door.
This beach 'and the wonderful sea and' calm and clear. In the midst of the waters that flow through this bay of 3 km, there are huge rocks that emerge and, off, a small uninhabited island. I'm sitting at a table in a restaurant, no more 'than 5 meters from the water, rub your feet in soft sand, coconut water drink with a straw straight from the fruit, I write and watch the sea.
are in company with me is' Guadalupe, a friend of mine. We met at the pub "Dublin", about a week ago. She works there, along with Rodrigo, the guy from Argentina.
He agreed to accompany me in this remote beach, but I think last night he worked until late at night, because 'now asleep in the hammock. I'm getting hungry and in a moment, when he wakes up, sort 'a plate of shrimp, the same as me and' just passed before his eyes leaving behind a trail of seafood flavors.
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