nce upon a time, in the youthful days of a now-famous resort town in Baja California Sur (where there are now lots of timeshare resorts), I ran across some gringo friends in the local supermercado and we stopped in the middle of the aisle to chat. The conversation turned to a new restaurant they had discovered outside of town, run by a local family in a converted house. I was assured that I simply HAD to try it.
The directions to this new establishment went something like this:
“Well, you take the main road out of town (watch out for the traffic cop who lurks behind the last stop sign, he’s a devil for ticketing gringos). About five or six miles past the sewer pumping station you’ll see a turnoff on your right. You’ll know it’s the one because you’ll see Pacifico bottles lined up on the fence. Don’t turn there, it’s just a landmark for you.
“A mile or so past the fence with bottles on it is the place where the depository used to be, you know, the one that burned down a couple years ago? OK, so less than a mile from that you’ll see a dirt turnoff on the left side of the road. That’s the one you want. You’ll know it’s the right one because there’s a pink house near the corner with a pig wearing a dog harness tethered to a tree in the front yard.
“Turn left there, drive past the pig a few hundred yards and on your right you’ll see a turquoise house with orange trim, and they’ve set up tables under a big palapa in the front yard. That’s the place!
“Order the enchiladas suizas and a chile relleno. They’re AWESOME!”
So a couple of days later hubby and I headed out for a new dining adventure. We made it past the sneaky cop at the stop sign, past the sewer pumping station, past the fence with bottles on it and the charred area where the depository used to be and found the pink house with the pig in front without any problem. Triumphant, and salivating for possibly the greatest dinner of our lifetime, we pulled up in front of the house/restaurant with the big palapa in front. It was closed.
What to do? Well, we were hungry so back to town we went. We decided to stop at a popular restaurant we liked, found an empty table in a back corner and placed our order (chicken enchiladas and chiles rellenos!).
We waited about half an hour for our meal to arrive, kicking back in our chairs and enjoying the buzz of the place. When our food finally arrived — it wasn’t what we had ordered. DH found himself with a fine looking mixed plate, and I had Chile Colorado con carne.
Laughing a little, figuring someone else was enjoying our order, we shrugged and dug in. We thoroughly enjoyed it and saved the new restaurant near the tethered pig place for another day.
The moral? Life is short. Don’t sweat the small stuff. 😉
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