Bienvenido, loyal reader. Please come along as Bruce and Mary celebrate number 41, disfrutala!
After relaxing with aÂ couple beers we are starting to feel a bit peckish so we head out and quickly remember what we had forgotten, joints here in town (lots of places on the beach are open all day) don’t open until 6 but maybe we’ll get lucky at…
Los Abuelos does not open for another hour but Fabian, the owner, is happy to show us the menu and gladlyÂ accommodates us when we ask if we can sit and sip some beers until they are officially open. So here we are at a table with a view in thisÂ beautiful restaurant. I can think of worse ways to kill an hour.
And here is Mary’s meal. She ordered a blue tortilla quesadilla as well as the chimichanga (which comes with a salad) because she thought at 20P, the chimichanga would be a midget. Wrong! And it is tasty ! The quesadilla will serve quite well for breakfast tomorrow.
We head out and leisurely walk back to Casa Azul where we while the night away listening to exotic birds as the sun sets on the bay of Yelapa.
We’ve slept in and now we’re just lounging about Casa Azul. While getting our coffee fix (Thank you Di for the lifesaving Via sticks) and grazing on nuts, raisins and Mary’s quesadilla we notice this dramatic nest and we know it was not there yesterday. And, ironically, because of our Estero El Salado tour last week, we actually know the bird that makes these unusual nests, the Yellow-Winged Cacique
We’ve angled up the hill a little north of the church and after discovering a nice general store and perhaps the only taco stand in town we come across this pool hall. It’s closed right now, but maybe later?
We’ve checked out all the joints on the beach to this point, using the price of beer as our standard, as usual, and we are happy to report that here at Fanny’s you can get a cold one for only 20P. As we are getting settled in a hang glider makes the scene providing a little entertainment.
Now it’s time to soak up some sun, take a cooling dip in the ocean and sip beers. Rinse and repeat. After a time we (me mostly) start to get a bit hungry. After looking at the menu I decide on the filete de pescado al ajo, the garlic fried fish filet. Mary says she will make tacos out of some of the beans, rice and veggies and that is all she wants. Always the cheap date, my Mary.
Our most excellent server and nephew of the owner, Maclay. When we ask him why everything is so cheap, he tells us that when his uncle bought the place, a year ago, the place was pretty run down with a poor reputation, so now they are trying to bring it back. I’m pretty sure they will.
After relaxing, napping and reading at Casa Azul, pretty much whiling away the afternoon, it gets to be dinner time. It’s a little past 6 so we know all the joints will be open.
We’ve decided upon Ray’s place. We’ve been here on other visits and know the food is good (and the beers are only 20P) and we also want to renew our acquaintance with Ray as he is a pretty fascinating and informative guy.
Our food comes. This is Mary’s monster Portobello Burger, take it away Mary: Portobellos can be so incredibly meaty and this one is no exception. The bun is massive and turns into breakfast for another day. The sandwich is a tasty as it is beautiful!
Holy Mackerel, this is my Puntos de Pollo, Chicken Tips, en Salsa Chipotle! It is absolutely spectacular! It is one of the finest meals I have ever had. Ray had warned that the sauce would be quite spicy and it is muy picoso, but well within my wheelhouse.
After our meals, Ray joins us and we chat for quite awhile. We find that he is a welder by day makingÂ a lot of protectores for folks. And we find that his dad was a butcher and that his love of the culinary arts was fostered early in his life, while growing up in Veracruz.
We’ve settled up with Ray and are on our way back to Casa Azul when we come across this girls basketball game. These jugadores, players show a high level of ball handling skills and are certainly not afraid to shoot the ball.
We’re back at Casa Azul and firing up one of our anniversary movies (our daughter Helen turned us on to it) Wrist Cutters, A Love Story. It’s pretty romantic.
It’s Sunday morning. After sleeping in and breakfast snacking and coffee dosing we piddle away at packing for our trip back to Vallarta. We’re on the pier waiting for the noon water taxi when this pescadore, fisherman walks by. Mary asks what kind of fish it is and when she fumbles at the word he tells her it is something like Tuna.
Our noon water taxi arrives five minutes early and whisks us back to Boca, Mary grits her teeth the entire time as the taxi is flitting entirely too close to the rock outcroppings along the way. We do safely debark the taxi at the Boca pier, climb the stairs to the bus stop and find a bus waiting for us and soon we are back home, in Old Town Vallarta.
Hahaha, selfies aren’t just for cell cams! We’re at the entrance of CoExist with our point and shoot Casio (courtesy Meryah, son Joe’s better half) and it is the actual date of our anniversary. CoExist is our current default special event restaurant.
Our food has come, all yours, Mary: I opt for the Sopa de Tortilla which is a delicious, tomato broth laced with guajillo chili peppers and topped with tortilla strips and avocado. Simply the best, and much more food than I remembered, I won’t be helping Bruce with his pizza! Bruce chooses the Mexican Pizza, a pie with very sweet tomatoes, onion and spicy chorizo all nestled on a superb, basil infused tomato sauce. Very tasty.
And that my friends is a wrap of Aniversario numero 41, Cheers!
Thanks for visiting, gentle reader. Bruce and Mary would love to hear of your defaults for celebration, please share. Hasta proxima Domingo!