Earlier this year we visited Mexico City and Oaxaca with my family, and I realized I never posted photos of the beaches we visited while we were on the coast.
I’m a California girl at heart, and living in Texas has been great so far, but I really miss living near the ocean. I miss the sound of the water crashing against the sand. I miss the feel of the gentle breezes against my skin. The true highlight was renting a fishing boat our last day in Oaxaca and visiting some of the more remote beaches in the area. I brought my camera with me and snapped some photos of the coast.
While visiting the Roma Norte neighborhood one morning in Mexico City, we stopped by Mercado Roma, a gourmet food hall that appeared on list after list of places to visit in the city. Roma Norte was worth a visit in its own right. It’s a bohemian, artsy pocket of the city famous for hipsters, coffee shops, and restaurants.
Mercado Roma is a two-story gourmet food market specializing in fresh, organic foods. The first floor is peppered with small stalls selling everything from sushi burritos to global spice blends. The second story is a rooftop Biergarten. It’s rumored that the food hall’s design was inspired by the Chelsea Market in Manhattan.
They’ve done a nice job in the small space. We shared some churros and a juice while we waited for the sightseeing bus to arrive (it conveniently picked us up right out front).
Calle Querétaro 225,
Ciudad de México, D.F., Mexico
One evening after a large family dinner in Mexico City, we walked to the Monument to the Revolution and took the elevator to the observation deck.
Mexico City is a high elevation city, and heights already make me feel uneasy, but taking the elevator all the way to the top made me feel light headed after about 15 minutes. Living my entire life close to sea level didn’t prepare me for the reduction of oxygen in the air at that altitude. While my visit was relatively brief, I fiddled around a bit with some of the night landscape options on my camera. I’m not even remotely close to being an expert at using the thing. I could benefit from some lessons.
That, along with balancing it on the railing I was able to capture these shots, which I love and plan to frame to hang in our new home.
Monument to the Revolution
Plaza de la República S/N,
Ciudad de México, D.F., Mexico
I found myself missing the time I spent in Mexico today.
I missed the sunshine, swimming in the perfectly tempered crystal clear water, and the tacos (my goodness the tacos). Truth be told, the most delicious thing I consumed in Mexico wasn’t a dish. It was a drink. A non-alcoholic drink. The best thing I had on my trip was the Horchata de Coco at Paleteria Zamora.
Paleteria Zamora is a juice bar and ice cream parlor on the corner of the Huatulco town square. My uncle wouldn’t stop talking about the place. We came for the Guanabana juice, but we fell in love with the Horchata de Coco. It was creamy, it was rich, it was perfectly sweet, and we couldn’t get enough of it. It had none of the grit found in the rice based horchata found at taco shops here in the states. But it had all of the flavor, and then some.
So we drank it. Every. Single. Day. In the biggest container they would put it in. We couldn’t get enough. We begged for the recipe, but they never gave it up. It was a family secret, they said.
I can’t think of a better warm weather beverage. Just about everything we had there was delicious. From the strawberry cream and pistachio paletas, to the passion fruit juice. We loved it all.
That Horchata de Coco though. I would return to Huatulco just to have it again. If you ever find yourself there, have a glass (or two) for me.
Tucked into the back corner of Mercado Roma, a public market in the format of a gourmet food hall in the Roma Norte neighborhood of Mexico City is a churrería. A churrería is exactly what it sounds like: a place that sells churros.
In this case, locally renowned churros, with seven different kinds of hot chocolate to dunk them in. My aunt said this place has been around since the 1930’s, and is owned by a family from Spain. The churros at El Moro are fried in huge coils in deep vats of oil. They’re textbook – crispy outside, tender inside – and sprinkled in your choice of cinnamon sugar, or just granulated sugar.
One order consists of four crunchy churros. Most people get hot chocolate to dip on the side, but we were so full from snacking all morning that we skipped it.
There are locations peppered all around town, so if you find yourself in Mexico City look up the nearest one and check them out.
As a kid growing up in California, Mexico and Mexican culture always felt as much like home to me as anything American. I spent the better part of my youth consuming spicy food, and spending weekends crossing the border to Tijuana and small fishing villages off the coast of Baja.
Getting older, and residing in Texas now, I’m grateful to have been raised in a place with such an awareness of Mexico’s ancient, incredible culture. When my uncle called me last fall and said he was making his way down to Mexico City, I jumped at the opportunity to join him.
It’s always fun to visit a place with people who know their way around. After my uncle graduated from college, he worked for an American company based in Mexico City, and it’s where he met his wife. They live in San Diego now, but they return to visit her family often, since they live near the capitol.
Visiting the largest and most complex metropolis was a divine eye opener. I spent my life being told the city was sketchy and not one to visit on your own, but nobody mentioned how cultural, cosmopolitan, and stunningly beautiful it is. While unbelievably crowded, it never felt hectic or crazy. The food – my goodness the food – was out of this world delicious. I’m already planning my return trip.
Here are some snapshots of the city from my camera lens.
Upon arriving in Mexico City, I didn’t know what to expect.
I’ve visited various areas of Mexico over the years, and most of our visits have been to coastal areas and beach towns to unwind and relax. My love of traveling keeps me moving every few months, so when my uncle mentioned in January that he was heading down south in March, I jumped at the opportunity to go with him.
So we did. We started our trip in Mexico City, and, well, I’m kind of in love with Mexico City. This vast, cosmopolitan, beast of a place was a blast to visit. By day three the altitude got the best of me, and I had to take it easy, but I loved being there. We had a wonderful time. I didn’t want to leave. I feel like I barely scratched the surface.
A true highlight visit was to Panadería Rosetta. The sous chef at my restaurant told me I had to go here. So one morning, on the way to catch a tour bus, we took an Uber (which is incredibly safe and affordable in Mexico, my uncle said it has changed the way people move around the city), to Roma Norte, tucked into the shoebox of a store front, and had some pastries and coffee.
High altitude baking is no joke, and Panadería Rosetta is arguably the best bakery in the city. The croissants, pastries, and breads are exquisite. Some of the very best I’ve had anywhere, including Paris.
The guava and ricotta danish is one of the most delicious breakfast items I’ve eaten in a very long time. If you find yourself in Mexico City you owe it to yourself to stop by. They have multiple locations, so find the one that will fit everyone in your group.
Colonia Roma Norte
06760 México, D. F.
One of my favorite things about Texas is the warm weather days we receive during the winter months. After living in Oregon for so long, I forgot what a warm winter day felt like. Summers here are the most miserable, as it’s so hot you feel like you live on the edge of the sun, but the rest of the months are lovely by comparison. I’m still surprised how well I’ve acclimated to summer Texas weather.
Winter has been so mild this year, so when I had a day off a couple of weeks ago we ventured downtown to spend some time outdoors, and to see the Jackson Pollock exhibit.
One of my favorite urban spaces in Dallas to take advantage of a sunny day is Klyde Warren Park. It’s a five acre urban deck park located right on top of the Woodall Rodgers Freeway in downtown Dallas. Directly across the street from the Dallas Museum of Art, it was the perfect place to stroll.
The park is the perfect urban landscape. It offers plenty of green space, but also has architectural details that make it feel modern and chic. It’s a green space that plenty of Dallas natives take advantage of on sunny winter days, and it offers great views of the city at every turn.
The park is home to a permanent restaurant, Savor, and food trucks line the street every weekday during lunch, making it a perfect destination for the nearby businesses. If I worked downtown during the day I would be here often.