I don’t feel like writing much today. Really don’t have time, truthfully. Hard pressed to finish my proposal and out the door by Friday and I’m just not in a good mood. (What a complete wash. This post took me over 90 minutes to write between editing pics and deleting.)

The guy irritated me and I’m giving him the silent treatment. I’m hungry as hell and don’t have time to cook, let alone leave house for some Chipotle. Sigh.

Oh and I’m mad Palin is taking away attention from Biden.

Since my day is not going to get any better (I know this because my ‘tude today just stinks), I might as well make someone else smile, maybe, my sharing some awesome pictures of Sayulita, Mexico. We found this Woodstockish, folkloric village about 40 minutes north of Nuevo Vallarta.

LOVED IT!

What?! This place was screaming, STAY! Hidden boutique shopping, street vendors, good ass food, stray dogs, not too many Americans and prime real estate. I’m talking $750,000 for a two bedroom, 2 story flat (the cute guy from “Million Dollar Listings” would sell it in a heart beat with his kniving pitch). And though the beach was utterly dirty, somehow it had an appealing mystique about it.

I ate guac of course. And, I managed to keep my money in pocket despite the ruthless hustlers begging us to buy something, but I had to walk away with an awesome exotic wood cutting board for $10, courtesy of papi!

(my best friend and Sis “K-boogie” and me posing for dad)

And then I did made the salvage move of all salvage moves. I was starving, as usual. The guac did nothing but make me hungry. So on the way OUT of Sayulita we came across an even smaller village (about the size of your neighborhood), when my sis spots a “Pollo Asado” sign in the middle of hidden field. Skid marks. Dad pulls into stray roosters and a beautiful tied up horse. There stands a sweaty woman, set up in front of her cylinder block shack, making chicken on the grill! HELL YEAH!! I order a suspect chicken, and bless my food.

I wondered later if she had a food license.

Since we were pressed to get back in order to avoid traffic, we didn’t have time for me to eat at the beat up spot. But my dad was so kind to want to give me a memorable experience. He pulls over on the tree lined 2 lane highway, off a cliff, and tells me to get out. Sure dad, just my idea of eating hot ass chicken with tortillas in 100 degree weather. In a beach sarong and 4″ wedges.

GREAT!

So in a very ungraceful manner, I made it happen. Mami taped the whole thing. I’d share the vid with you if I could get it from my sis…maybe I’ll put it up tonight. That s*** was hilarious! Have you ever seen such madness!? I think I was dressed  a bit too primp and proper to squat, as if I were to take a tinkle. But I was afraid a snake would bite me in reproductive areas so I carefully tried to keep my legs crossed. Very, very unsuccessful!

Thank God the chicken was good, otherwise my Amazonish woman (Tarzan & Jane come to mind thanks to Adam!) ugly look would not have been justified!

Back in the Centro of PV, we did some shopping, more eating, visited a run down zoo, visited a huaracheria and had custom sandals made, had awful sushi and hit the beach. I visited a major half-ass’d farmer’s market, scarily sitting across from a cemetery. I almost bit off the head off a stinky catfish, saw some new species and bought lots of fresh herbs to make green juice back at the resort (and to bring home).  But for you guys, I visited a Vanilla Boutique. Nothing but vanilla.  I almost passed out from the aroma. After hustlin’ for the best price, I brought some back and am giving it away!!

VANILLA, MOLE & HIBISCUS TEA CONTEST!!

Leave a comment telling me where I got the chicken from and one of you will get this jar of Mole and the other will receive a 4 oz. bottle of Armando’s Mexican vanilla with a bag of fresh hibiscus tea! A random generator will choose next Wednesday, Sept. 17th! Get to it!

By the way, our airport security is so weak. I smuggled jalapenos and poblano peppers back home. I stuffed them in my socks and was all good!

Not traveling for a few weeks so you’ll be enjoying nothing but food and recipes until November!!!

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