Mornings in the Marvelous Mercado Medellín
I can’t think of any U.S. market like the ones in Mexico except Pike Place with its stands selling trinkets…
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Noche de Museos at El Chopo
I must once again wax poetic about Noche de Museos here in Mexico City. Like lots of similar programs around…
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A Oaxacan Primer at Guzina Oaxaca
I’m sitting at Guzina Oaxaca, a new restaurant in Polanco with an old friend from San Miguel days. Foodie companion…
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Taller Tlamaxcalli’s Toybox
Toys have no nationality, no origin, according to Álvaro Santillán at Taller Tlamaxcalli. Children invented toys. That being said, Álvaro…
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A Very Public Break-up at the MODO
You know how that old saying goes “One man’s break-up is another man’s art.” Well maybe that’s not the exact…
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Justo Sierra: A Synagogue Hidden in the Crowd
From the outside it is a building like any other in Mexico City’s historic center – colonial façade and…
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The Cult of San Charbel and a Few Other Maronite Fun Facts
“Is that Lebanese?” I think to myself. Because I don’t know Latin that well, but it doesn’t sound like Latin…
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Six Mexico City Museums That Won’t Make You Want to Kill Yourself
I’m personally not a big fan of the anthropology museum or really any place where the rooms go on without…
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The Templo Mayor is not as Lame as you Think
Or at least not as lame as I thought. In general ruins are just that — ruins. they don’t hold…
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Street walking in the Merced
The Merced is traditionally known for two things: the market and the prostitutes. But in this neighborhood, one of the…
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My top five afternoon hang-outs in La Roma
These are a few of my favorite afternoon hang-outs in Roma in case you need to chill out or settle…
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Meeting Monsiváis among the shelves
“We call this the ‘alley of intimacy’,” says Ruben León, the librarian at the Carlos Monsiváis library in the Cuidadela,…
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Mexico City’s Deadly Ride
I had no peripheral vision with my cat mask on. NOT a good idea when you’re riding a bike, balancing…
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I may have O.D.ed on corn this morning
I don’t even like tamales. My Mexican friends think that makes me prissy. But let’s just set the record straight….
