Sometime I dream about Mexico; The foggy beach mornings, walking through the ice plant down to the cold ocean below the beach houses, and the fun times I had in Baja California with friends when I was in my early twenties. I don’t dream of the Mexico of 2013 with the drugs and the gangs …
I think I got the travel bug with my first trip to Mexico. That first amazing warm corn tortilla and cabbage filled fish taco had me hooked. It was a long and adventurous road from my first fish taco to beans on toast in the U.K. I wanted to travel, and I wanted to eat. …
Everyone warned us “Don’t go to Mexico!” Friends and family could barely contain their hysteria. “The gangs! The drugs!” They screamed, clutching their chests in paranoia! “The beaches! The margaritas!” I answered them as I packed my bags. It had been seven years since I had crossed the border at San Ysidro. The running joke, …
After a weekend of debauchery Monday morning means a butt busting workout followed by a fresh homemade juice and this healthy Baja inspired breakfast. This spicy breakfast makes me yearn for the beaches of Baja and days spent exploring the countryside near Ensenada. For hours, and hours and hours. Because the toll road is closed …
“How was Mexico?” My friends have been asking. It was like a video game. If you are not dodging stray dogs and people running stop signs than you are trying to decide if the speed limit is 40 k or 80 k or 60 k, in …