Luis drove me to see nearby villages-towns, it was so painful not to buy any of that beautiful handicraft they sell there.
We visited local landmark Yagul:
and also took a walk on a local historical all-in-one market in Tlacolula which seemed to sell everything from food to ventilation ducts. Some Mexican market food can look truly weird, sometimes even off-putting, but nonetheless taste super. When we in Estonia like to marinate everything in vinegar & salt, then here they very often love sugar & pepper combo plus occasional tequila to boot.
The bugzican food
While i do like ethnic food, it´s hard for me to cross some zoological/biological lines. Like take for example local delicacy - grass-hoppers (chapolines). There´s supposedly a saying in Oaxaca that if you eat chapolines, you will return to Oaxaca. Well, i have procured my successful return to Oaxaca, but one mouth-full was the end of my culinary experiment. I might be offending here all the Oaxacans at once, but couldn´t get out of my mind a thought "who´s to say i´m not eating cockroaches?" :). They look just the same, probably taste the same as well. And even though these arguably delicious bugs had been steamed, boiled and all other ways properly killed & softened, i could still feel their rigid legs crunching under my teeth. And the taste wasn´t also anything to write home about. There´s just something visually problematic about eating bugs that look identical to the ones i was killing the day before in the bathroom :).
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