Earthquake Update & Other Bad News

How did you get the picture if my back yard if you are in Zihua?

Trade secret. But I am allowed to say no patio furniture was harmed or insulted in the production of that piece.
Meanwhile I'm back at my little pied a terre following a grueling first full day here.

Bad news first. I had two specific quests this trip. Trying a dish called Chiles en Nogada and looking to try the beverage: PULQUE, which is a sticky beer-like drink that is the precursor (probably wrong term to use) of tequila and mezcal.

Apparently Chiles en Nogada are unavailable due to 2 key ingredients being totally out of season. Pomegranates and walnuts. This is a September-November kind of dish. Now how was I supposed to know that?

And the lady at the liquor store across from the Cancha didn't just respond negatively to my request for Pulque en latta (in tins like beer) ...she said and very emphatically too ..."No Existe" It doesn't exist!
This morning after breakfast I humped it over to COMMERCIALE, arguably the only other place it might logically be..and they had 18 brands of American beer over and above their domestic stuff, but there was no Pulque to be found. So I've given up. It's a washout. Too bad.

Otherwise, I had a very fine breakfast at La Comarca Tacos, and then hiked over the hill to Playa La Ropa for a look around. Things are a bit different than 2 years ago. Many more massage emporiums for one thing..I literally had massajistas chasing me down the beach offering 200 peso an hour massages..looks there's somebody offering Aztec or pre-Columbian massage, which I've never heard of before. I just hope it doesn't involve some surprise heart surgery with an obsidian knife after being drugged senseless on mushroom tea. More live music, which was a pleasant surprise, but maybe shouldn't have been because it's still the Easter holidays. There was a brass oompah/mariachi style combo and a very talented man who played guiter and had those pan flutes rigged up like a rag-player's harmonica over and above the usual trobadores...

Looked up my old friend Venaye, who runs the massage gig at Villa Mex. And she worked me over nicely before I had to dash to a wonderful dinner engagement at Papas Locos with Carol and Paul.

Just a very full, happy day, and settling in nicely.