More food? Time to Cook our Own Meal

How could we possibly eat another bite?  But it was time for our cooking class at Casa Jacaranda.   We met up with our chefs, Beto and Jorge at the Mercado Medellin to discuss our menu and buy ingredients.  After we aligned on the menu, Beto shopped while Jorge gave us a tour of the market.

After about 90 minutes at the market, it was time to head to the kitchen and start cooking.   

We made tortillas, mole, empanadas and a couple varieties of salsa all from scratch.   After a couple hours of chopping, sauteing, mashing and mixing, it was time to enjoy the results of our efforts.   Jorge made us delicious cocktails to enjoy with our food.

Just when we thought we were done, we were told to head upstairs, where there was a lovely rooftop deck set up for lunch.  It was time to enjoy our mole.  But apparently we had all forgotten about the empanadas we made.
      

What a great time we had!  We all truly enjoyed the family style cooking.  It was an intimate group and Beto and Jorge felt like old friends.  The traveling hillbilly highly recommends this experience.

Next up....more food

After a long leisurely lunch at Pujol, we had a brief break to walk around the PLULANCO neighborhood.   Despite the fact we were all still full from lunch, it was time to head over for an evening street food tour.    We were all wondering how we were ever going to be able to enjoy the street foods of Mexico City after such a big lunch, but after our first street taco, those fears quickly vanished.     Suddenly we were all hungry again and had no trouble enjoying the taste of Mexico Cities nightly street vendor offerings.  

After a few stops, it was time to head to the oldest pup in Mexico City, located in the Chinatown neighborhood.  Women were not allowed in the pub until 1982.  There was basically a trough around the bar for men to spit and pee.  Of course it is no longer in use, now that women are classing up the joint. 

A few more stops to eat and then we ended the night with a mescal tasting.  Not sure I've developed a fine enough pallet to enjoy the subtleties of fine mescal varieties just yet but have a feeling there's more mescal in my future on this trip.

It was a long day, a late night but one filled with delicious food, great friends old and new, and good times!