The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

My photo
Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Feria del Moles - The 7 Moles Festival

Wow!  What an amazing event.  Imagine sitting down to a meal of the seven moles, the dishes for which Oaxaca is so famous.  Then imagine it in a beautiful setting, the amazing botanical gardens next to Santo Domingo.  Then imagine wonderful dining companions.  Then imagine it all at a ridiculously low price.  There you have it.  Oh, and mezcal, cervezas, aguas, too.... all you could eat and drink.
The shot is early on.  There were no empty seats in the end... and no tourists at all, but lots of Oaxacan restaurant and hotel people.  And lots of local cooks.

We started with some very tasty appetizers, tacos with guacamole y chapulines, quesillo and chicharon.
Then it was mole time.  These ceramic dishes are quite large, probably a meter across, enough to feed 400 people.  And the moles... or some of them.  Hey, the hell with pictures, let's eat!  Starting with mole negro
Mole verde
Coloradito.... or maybe not.  I am confused, but no longer hungry
Here are the chefs involved.  The only one I know well is Pilar Cabrera (in the middle) whose grandmother, Ofelia, made some of the best moles evah...  and was a key influence in my approach towards life.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm HUNGRY now! The sign says it goes through July 31st...I am in Chapala, which means I can get there in about 14-18 hours...and I just might do it after seeing these pictures! Thanks!