The bird-sales on the street are always an item of interest for these girls. I'm not so keen on the chickens, but the little chickadees have won me over.
A woman gave the girls these suckers because they are cute little güeritas. I'm not sure if it helped or made things harder but they were certainly more cheerful...and more sticky.
This one is Quetzalcoatl.
We had planned to eat at el Pollo Feliz because it seems like something that everyone should do if they go to Mexico, but it was already closed when we got there. We have been having a little trouble with restaurants because they are usually either open early in the day or later at night. It seems like when we are ready to eat it is always in the between time where the earlies are closing and the lates haven't opened yet.
We picked a random road to walk and hoped for something good. While we haven't had great luck in the past we hit the jackpot this time.
This restaurant didn't seem to have a name, and to tell the truth wasn't anything but a garage filled with awesome food. It seemed more like being at a potluck than a business.
They were making tortillas right there and when we first peeked in we weren't sure if they were just having a party. They were super nice and invited us in. I think they were a little curious about us, but just like any good Mexican cook she had the look of challenge in her eyes. I could see that she really wanted us to try her food because she knew that we would love it. Brandon ordered a little tentatively at first, but once we had sampled it we had to go back and re-order a second helping of everything. She nodded with a knowing smile as if she had expected it all along.