Mexico City: I Am a Lunch Guest

Salvadoran chicken soup. Mexico City. November 2018.

On Sunday, I entered the sala to discover the Salvadoran men just sitting down to a lunch of Salvadoran chicken soup. 

Jose invited me to join the group, to sit down in front of a full bowl of savory soup: chicken, planked potatoes, cilantro, a vegetable unknown to me, a pretty broth. 

Someone placed a warm stack of fresh tortillas on the table. 

One of the group led everyone in a pre-meal prayer of gratitude. 

The Salvadoran men are refugee members of the first caravan. The guesthouse has opened its doors to these men, although the only space they can offer is the floor of the upstairs meeting room, where the men sleep on mats. 

Salvadoran chicken soup. Mexico City. November 2018.

New Mexico: Highway 9: Lunch on the Road

September 2016


Brother4 spent a weekend with me in El Paso.

After considering the nearby options for touristy things to do in his short time here, we decided to take Highway 9 to Columbus, New Mexico, then walk over to Palomas, Chihuahua, Mexico.


We stopped and had lunch on the road.

Lunch on the road, Highway 9, New Mexico. September 2016.

Literally.

Lunch on the road, Highway 9, New Mexico. September 2016.

Well, it was the road next to the road. 

This reminds me of other lunch spots past in New Mexico: 

• With sparrows and a raven in City of Rocks State Park
• At the end of the line at Antelope Wells border crossing
• With blooms and hummingbirds at Leasburg Dam State Park
• With a crowd, consisting of grasshoppers, a lizard, a hawk, and chipmunks off the Jemez Springs Trail