Bienvenido loyal reader. Bruce promised to follow up last week’s post, Gymnacio California, with a post Called Lulu’s, the comida economica around the corner from the gym and where they take their post-workout meals but he conveniently forgot that this is Christmas, so come see how the Kelleys do Christmas Eve in Merida. And as usual, for those of you who choose to view these posts from the blog-site (and view videos that would not embed on this site), please click here.
The Christmas tree at El Remate de Paseo Montejo
We are in exile which is always the case at Christmas as that is the only sure time the owners are actually down here and enjoying their grand casa, our home. We are staying at the hostel Luna Nueva and we are relaxing in our small but cozy private room enjoying another Glee Project episode that we downloaded (we’re so glad that Cameron is finally gone, I mean really why do you think they call it acting?!) and we’re feeling a bit peckish. We need ice as well so we figure we’ll just head up to Pemex a couple blocks away. We round the corner and walk past what used to be the Sunset Bar and the bartender hawks us in. Now we have been in this bar in other incarnations, it is very nicely furnished and modern but for some reason it has always failed. But now we see more patrons in here than we ever have so we sit down in the corner and order a couple 20P Dos Equis Lagers. Our beers and botanas come, jicama, carrots, celery, and peanuts, all with a healthy dose of chile powder.
A view of the bar from our corner table.
Jose, the bartender, or the “face” as he calls himself, of this bar.
Jose is pretty persuasive, it is not easy talking Mary into a shot of tequila.
Jose, Mary, and Mateo the mgr in front of the Christmas tree in the back room. Sorry about the graininess.
As we’re about to leave, Jose entices us to stay with these nachos. It works.
The bar formerly known as the Sunset Bar, Calle 47, Paseo y 58. That’s right, in all of the festivities we forgot to ask the name of the bar and although Jose told us the hours (5PM-3AM) about 5 times he never volunteered the name. Lo siento.
It is time for us to enjoy our Christmas Eve dinner. As we are walking up Paseo towards Las Farolas, our new favorite restaurante, a gentleman approaches and says, “Are you Bruce and Mary?” Pat had recognized us from this blog. We invite Pat to join us for beers and we have a thoroughly enjoyable time getting to know this very engaging Americano. Recently retired and having sold his house, Pat is in the enviable position of being footloose and fancy free. He is spending a month here in Merida as this city is one of his contenders for his new home. Oh, and muchas gracias, Pat, for picking up the check, we’ll get you on the rebound.
We’re sitting at Las Farolas, the principal restaurante at Palacio Montejo, right on Paseo.
Mary has the Sopa de Cilantro. She is such a cheap date! BTW, Mary says it is wonderful.
My Pollo a la Yucateco. Very good!
Paseo Montejo on Christmas Eve.
Feliz Navidades y Un Prospero Ano Nuevo! Cheers!
Thanks for visiting gentle reader. Bruce would love to hear of your Christmases so please feel free to share. Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night.
