Friday, August 25, 2006

It's a Good Life

Tonight we walked up Orizaba and out Ancha de San Antonio to Los Faroles, a taqueria that our friends Dianne and Tom introduced us to. Just a short walk from our house. Just a simple meal. Still as we sat at the tile tables on almost comfortable wrought iron chairs and watched the four ladies making tortillas, stirring bean soup and cutting on the Pastor trompa, I had such a feeling of well being. All was right with my world, sitting there at one of the five tables as buses, cars and pedestrians went past the double open doors. We chatted and wiped our hands on the tiny-tiny paper napkins and licked our lips tingling from the salsas. The cost of our dinner with two beers and tip was less than $10 US. Nothing fancy, nothing elaborate, nothing gourmet but so satisfying.
I felt at one with where I was and what I was doing. I was so comfortable, so is really hard to describe the feeling but I'm thankful to have this opportunity to live in Mexico, to have the companionship of mi esposo, to have a simple meal and to watch the world unfold just feet from the's a good life.


Deb said...

Oh Billie, if you like Los Faroles, try La Fogata further down the road. They have the best Tacos al Pastor I've ever had.

Anonymous said...

OH SURE! Rub it in. It is foggy and miserable here in Colorado this morning - Anita is away almost rwo weeks...And now this...Glorious pictures of Mexican food - it is almost too much to bear! Time to head South!

Juan Calypso

Billie said...

Deb, Ned said he didn't know how the tacos pastor could be any better but we will give it a try.

Juan, Definitely time for you to head South.

Brenda said...

I can so relate to this. As we sit out on our patio watching the sunset on the mountains it is so beautiful and peaceful. I never want to leave. We are so lucky to be able to live in such a place.