For quite a few years my Jimmy and I would travel to Mexico, to a lovely little place in Mazatlan, every January. Way before the threat of drug lords kept us from going. We were always careful what we ate and drank since we didn't want to get sick though. My mom and granny have horror stories of the yuckies they've come down with while on a trip to Mexico. At first I wouldn't eat anything. I was too nervous. Especially a street taco. Meat on the street. Who knew what they might be plagued with. (James has since shared he ate way more scary things in Taiwan. Meat parts that were hanging from the ceiling donned his noodle bowl daily he has said. He had a gut of steel I'm sure!) Every vacation the most wonderful food would be paraded past us as different vendors would walk down the beach selling their stuff. Sunglasses, sombreros, toy, homemade doughnuts, fresh fruit, and tacos. Finally one day I told James I was buying something. I watched as a few people bought fruit from the vendor, and sat down and enjoyed their little cup of happiness. Being Lisa, I walked right over to them and asked them how the fruit was. I asked if they had ever become sick. Low and behold the folks I talked to had been coming to this same place year after year, and year after year they would buy a cup of fresh fruit everyday from the vendor. Not once had they been sick, so I decided I too was not going to be held back by my fear of sickness. I was going to enjoy the most beautiful cup of fresh fruit on the planet. Enrique was the fruit salesman. For $2 I would get to pick a large cup full of the most tasty fruit. Ripe mango, pineapple, watermelon, jicama, cantaloupe, and cucumbers usually filled my cup. I would get it "Mexican style" which included a hearty squeeze of lime juice, and a sprinkle of salt and chili powder. Oh yum!!! I was a street food convert. If you can believe it I converted my family as well. We all indulge in the Mexican street food now.
|Hollie enjoying her lovely cup of fruit, selection, Enrique the fruit man, Jed and a fresh made doughnut, Seth with his roadkill coconut that Jimmy cracked open for him. Not a single tummy ache from the bunch. Actually that's quite amazing!|
1 4-5 lb. beef or pork roast or 4-5 chicken breasts
2 c. salsa ( I used a tomatillo sauce. Green.)
2 small cans El Pato ( 7 3/4 oz. Yellow can. A spicy Mexican tomato sauce. You can find it in the Mexican food aisle)
1/2-1 c. sugar
1 T. salt
Place all ingredients together in a crock pot and cook on low for 6-8 hours. Shred meat and stir into sauce. Serve meat on warm corn tortillas with shredded cabbage, pickled red onions, fresh salsa, cilantro, and guacamole. These are to die for!
1 large red onion sliced
1/2 c. vinegar
1/4 c. sugar
a pinch of salt
Place all ingredients together in a sauce pan and heat until the onions are limp and the sugar is dissolved. Serve on tacos. Especially good on fish tacos.