I felt all virtuous seeing the cyclist stopping in to refuel at one of these veggie carts. Could it be that through him I was vicariously living the healthy lifestyle misnomer that Basil and I have somehow perpetuated as professional bike tourists? Truth be told, this is what I truly crave post ride:
Oh yeah, CHURROS! aka dough - hand kneaded, fried in fat, sliced open and filled with homemade caramel then rolled in sugar and cinnamon. So simple and yet when made by this trio of angels it is like ambrosia...
Clearly I will never be a Pan Am games contender, but I can certainly take you to the best churros in town. God Bless these Guadalajaran churros makers. To sample these treats while in Guadalajara go two blocks up from the San Juan de Dios market kiddie corner from Hotel Azteca (any afternoon except Sunday). You won't regret it.
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Were they really serving up those veggies in some way? Looked like a Pan Am games display to me...I should have taken a closer look.
Great pictures of the churros cart. Oh man...
A plate full of veggies covered in your choice of: mayo, cheese, and the trio- salt, chile, and lime (of course).
I have to talk Basil down from every churros cart we see now...churros are not a food group!
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