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I still have little to say on tomales, as the place across the road that sold them was shut down by the government; I assume for liquor issues rather than food hygiene, as the other adjacent bars closed too, but the poxy torta place that stayed open gave me Moctazuma's bowel-bursting revenge soon after.

The downside of the T-diet is that without an active lifestyle - such is in holidays when there is no walking to work – one starts to hear “¡Hey güero! ¡Menos tacos, más verduras!” (less tacos, more vegetables), or even worse “Congratulations on your new, more Mexican body”, followed by the speaker slapping their own portly frame.

Using tomales as a segue (and segue into a segue into Segways, as Mexican police are one of those police forces that need más verduras as they use Segways rather than walking anywhere, which I think looks piss-funny), much interesting food in Mexico is tied to festivals. As we are coming up to Christmas, after a short wait there will be the arrival of the Rosca de Reyes (Ring of Kings), a slightly sweet bread (in fact, less sweet than that nasty Yank white bread you get here with 14 thousand grams of sugar per loaf) shaped in a circle and topped with dried fruit strips, and containing lil baby Jeebuses. If your knife hits the Jeebus, you get to keep it but you have to buy tomales for everyone at another party that is in like a week or something. I dunno.

But, before that, we have the Pan de Muerte. It just resonates with me to be a country where you can go to the supermarket and buy The Bread of Death. It's nothing special really, a bun with sugar on top, ¡but! it is The Bread of Death.

While Día de los Muertos is the tradition of All Saints Day superimposed over an older Precolumbine death ceremony, it is of course perilously close to Halloween, so they get that crappy cultural import too. The bonus for Nae and I is that they have those big orange pumpkins we don't get in Australia. (Another fun food fact is that they have seasonal fruits and vegetables here, and pumpkin is one; none of this cross-hemispherical transport bizo we rich folk are so used to.) Of course, Nami and I are now debating whom to curve into the pumpkin. In one corner weighing in at infinite or zero mass, that ripper-outerer of childrens' fingernails (another story), pre-Hispanic god Tlaloc. In the other corner, wearing a shiny silver jumpsuit, King of the Mods, Vince Noir. We will take votes. Of the replies of the two people likely to vote, we will make our choice.


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Oct. 14th, 2010 07:07 pm (UTC)
Tlaloc looks pretty bitchin'.

Also, aren't you cheating, using the same song two days in a row, as apt as it may be?

Dia de los Muertos... it's been a year dude. Scary stuff. Where you headed this time? Try to avoid the chilli beer this time.

- JP
Oct. 16th, 2010 04:34 pm (UTC)
No old bean, it would be cheating to use the same line twice, but the same song lends a feeling of theme, you see.

Yes, it has been a year already since Mexico (less time since the steak house at Chadstone). This year is Taxco, a colonial silver town, and yes, I've been avoiding that cursed michelada gunk.
Oct. 18th, 2010 01:40 pm (UTC)
Carve the pumpkin!
If you'll take a knife to pumpkins in lands beyond les États-Unis, choosing between a non-Christian god and an English character is highly appropriate.

Tlaloc sounds too obvious, too patently evil and violent to be rendered in pumpkin form. Introduce Mexico to the horror of glam, the pale cheekbones and extravagant hair!!

For halloween in Paris, I could dress up as an American ... I'd only have to carry my other passport, wear khakis and sneakers, and affect the accent. But could I actually force myself to do this?!?
Oct. 19th, 2010 05:19 pm (UTC)
Re: Carve the pumpkin!
In the end, I decided nuts to you guys, Cthulhu fhtagn.

The pictures are now in the Mexico City gallery.
Oct. 21st, 2010 12:41 pm (UTC)
Re: Carve the pumpkin!
That is one awesome pumpkin. Carve a second and let them breed baby cthulhus ...
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