Chris cancelled our lunch reservation at Los Danzantes for obvious reasons but La Casa Azul (and a 24-hour fast) restored my appetite so I suggested we try the restaurant for dinner. The only waiter who spoke English had pink hair. We sat outside on a perfect late afternoon.
The restaurant was about a 15-minute walk from La Casa Azul. There seemed to be as many souvenir vendors as we had seen in Centro Historico.
Coyoacán is definitely a neighborhood where you want to linger.
Especially if you like colonial architecture and gorgeously landscaped parks.
Coyoacán means "place of coyotes" in Nahuatl, a Mesoamerican languages dating from the seventh century. Nearly two million people in Mexico and the U.S. still speak it. We could see this fountain from our table.
The squash soup was probably a good bet.
The cauliflower tacos decidedly were not. The after-effects of the delicious meal effectively ended my Mexico trip a day early. I sacrificed a pre-paid, early morning guided tour of the Museum of Anthropology and Chapultepec Castle, one of only two royal palaces in North America ever inhabited by monarchs. Next time I'll refuse the ice cubes with my agua con gas!
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