Oaxaca is known for its gastronomy, and there is good reason for the reputation; the food here is real, it is fresh, and it tastes like I remember food tasting when I was a child. The inside of an egg is yellower here and the onions are sweeter; the corn does not taste like candy, and the oranges and grapes have seeds.
I had a salad today that was extraordinary for the brilliant flavors and colors in it. It was if the lights were turned on and the volume turned up on the tomatoes that tasted red, on the crisp leaves of lettuce and spinach and the jicama rectangles that all crunched loudly in my mouth, and on the creamiest cubes of avocado.
I wanted Cecilia to taste this pile of greens and try to capture the sensory details in one of her videos.
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