Tying in with Sunday’s column about some of the food eaten in my Mexico City vacation, here are a few representative photos.
Below is my first meal in Mexico City: a tlacoyo, cooked on a grill at an open-air bazaar, or tianguis.
Below are al pastor (marinated pork) tacos with thin slices of pineapple. Mmmm.
This is the quesadilla, very different from the flat, cheesy American ones, that I got from a streetcorner stand.
Elote (or corn on the cob) with mayo, chili powder and grated cheese, eaten in Parque Mexico, a lovely park that dates to the 1920s.
Maguey worms, a quarter-inch long and cooked in onions and cilantro, were surprisingly tasty. A little guacamole smeared on a tortilla, some worms and you’ve got yourself a taco you probably won’t find at Taco Bell.
Here’s the root beer float I got at a ’50s-style diner. Mmmm, foamy.
At bottom, an order of empanadas, an Argentinian dish, hit the spot one afternoon at an open-air cafe as I read from Henry James’ “The Turn of the Screw” on my e-reader.