In Pastiegonia II

Cheese and onion:

Spinach:

Double hard bastards:

On a steel horse I ride

Look at me: I'm a cowboy! Yeah!Only the toughest cowboys go on the guided tour of the Entho-botanical gardens in Oaxaca: Carol the guide was VERY informative and Kate even managed to get some photos of the plants in between me posing for her.I got first dibs on the rental hats so I got the one with the pink rim. YEEEEEE-HAW!

Knightowl

I saw a copy of this in the market yesterday, but didn't buy it:That's the hardest cartoon owl I've ever seen, bar none. I wonder if any of his raps are about how he can swivel his head through 180 degrees and echo locate insects?

These guys!

Faced with certain death I'd like to think that I'd be as cool as this guy: He doesn't give a flying fig, does he? I don't know what he's going to do with that ace, but his wryly arched eyebrow strongly indicates that he's got something pretty spectacular planned. In my heart of hearts I know I'd go down squealing like this guy:

Carnitas is pork that has been simmered in lard. My heart goes out to him. It really does.

Is me versus you in love

Tag teams, literally doubling up.

Digestive Roulette

Torte al pastor: pork, marinated for two days in pineapple juice and spices, cooked on a doner kebab grill next to the pet stall at a market with no running water. In a crunchy roll!

Some people like to choose stalls where the meat has been roasting long enought for a delicious crispy char to have developed on the outside. Not Kate and I: we prefer to frequent joints that have just opened for the day and the meat on the spit is consequently still totally raw. I asked the guy making our sandwiches to make sure that he gave the uncooked pork a good rub with his bare hands before he started putting them together. Well I didn't actually ask, but he did it anyway which was jolly nice of him.


Shave the meat into a bun, top with spring onions and coriander before whacking the whole lot back on the grill to warm through. Top with liquid guacamole and a simple habanero salsa and serve.

I was so delicious I almost bought and freed the cage-full of geese that were watching me eat it but wiser heads prevaled and we just got a load of budgies and set them loose in a motorway service station. As the old saying goes "health is in your h1n1 influenza hands".

Thanks google translator. Where would we be without you?

Isla Mujeres

Oh man, I just get so Christmassy this time of year.
Actually I don't really like Christmas very much, but what I do like (a lot) are things that look a bit like my name (sort of). Viva Chimbo's!
You know what else I like? Those funny mexican beer cocktails called Cheladas. This one is made with tamarind and lime juice with a sweet chill and salt rim.
I think somebody might be worried that this looked a bit girly so they put it in a glass that is so heavy that only a double hard bastard could drink out it. Sure I used the straw for a bit, but only when I was holding the glass up in the air, not with it on the table.
Drinking from a staw with a glass on the table would make me look like some sort of sunburned idiot on his holidays and I will be DAMNED before I let that happen on my watch.

Kind of a man's drink II

I think that Camo 16 is for try-hards. Although it does look like a bullet (manly) the shiny packaging is a poor choice for the thirsty gunman who wishes to hide undetected in the undergrowth. Step forward "The Champagne of Beers":
But! These only come in little diddy cans which, although easy to transport to the "kill zone", are not large enough to comfortably beat a deer or game bird to death. Step forward "the Crusher":

42oz of crisp, refreshing bludgeoning power. Unfortunately it has a tendancy to freeze at low temperatures which may make you go deaf.

A rough part of town