Good Friday road trip

Dishwasher in the restaurant.

We took a drive this afternoon and ate in one of our favorite restaurants on the northwest side of our huge, high-mountain lake. I had a plate of fried shrimp and my child bride ate mojarra. She deemed it great, but I never order things that come to me with eyeballs.

The restaurant overlooks our lake and, as we were leaving, I took this shot.

There are worse places to live.

Returning to the Hacienda, about a 30-minute drive on a two-lane, rural highway, we passed some interesting places. Outside a town called Tzintzuntzan — can you say that? — is a business of stone-cutters. And then farther on, a business that sells wood stuff. It’s fun to look at these things and see how imaginative people are, especially the stone workers.

Now that’s a lot of rock. This shows about 15 percent of what’s there.
Not sure I’d want this fellow in my yard, but there’s someone over his right shoulder who’s praying for him. This guy looks like I felt when Trump “lost” the election.
Wood, wood, wood! I like wood, but I like stone more.

There are lots of these types of businesses in our neck of the Mexican woods. It’s one of the many reasons to live here. Plus big plates of fried shrimp and mojarra.

6 thoughts on “Good Friday road trip

  1. I vaguely recall you and me having a little lunch at a place like that many moons ago. Was that the same restaurant? Do you even remember, you old coot?


    1. Marco: I did not find this restaurant until about two or three years ago, so we two never ate there. But we can if you return. I do remember the place you’re thinking about, and it’s not that far from this restaurant. And who you calling an old coot?


  2. You’re not the only one to take a Good Friday road trip. This morning, I drove up to Jesus del Monte to my favorite fruteria, Huertito, where they had perfect Armenian cucumbers, flawless verdolagas, and a ton of other excellent produce items. And then later on, I went to MiLola on the Blvd. Juan Pablo II, a.k.a. the Highway to Heaven, and had a pepperoni pizza.


  3. We had a great trip around your lake. Tzintzuntzan is really an interesting town. We went for a walk through the park with the olive trees, then discovered there was much more to see when we were leaving town to continue around the lake. Mojarra is the best way to have fish. My bride doesn’t agree with me. There were a lot of artists to see in your area. We will be back to see more of it.


    1. Kirk: Those olive trees are over 500 years old, planted by Vasco de Quiroga who came over with the Conquistadors. And in that same compound, there are two churches that the Spanish built. One was for the Spaniards, and the other was for the natives.


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