Summer in Texas is my happy place -- 100 degree days, swimming pools, Amy's ice cream, freezing watermelon and especially Saturdays on the lake with a cold beer in my hand -- then when you're worn out from all day on the lake (and you're still a more than a little drunk) finding a Mexican food place, sitting on the patio laughing and sipping margaritas and eating chips and salsa. Bliss.
Yesterday I had this horrible bout of homesickness. I wanted heat -- like jalapeno heat on my tongue and sweltering Texas sun heat on my shoulders (with everything below the shoulders bobbing in Lake Travis). I wanted TexMex and sunshine something fierce and I just couldn't seem to shake it no matter how hard I tried.
I figured I needed to at least satiate what I could, so the Canadian and I decided we should stock the house with some proper Mexican food ingredients. If nothing else, this could at least help with the jalapeno side of things.
Thus, my heat-craving homesickeness led us to a random side street in Bethnal Green checking out Casa Mexico - a Mexican import store. (NotfromAroundHere gave me a heads-up on Twitter about this place!)
But I held it together (and did NOT grab onto her knees and beg for her to adopt me), and wandered around the store.
I restrained myself from buying the Mexican glassware (cheap and ubiquitous in Texas) -- just so I could be reminded of home. Although, I really really really wanted to.
So I loaded up the bag. Salsa verde? Yes please!! Pipian sauce? I think I will!! Refried black beans? Don't mind if I do!!! Flour tortillas? Hell to the yes!!
Now of course this morning I awakened needing to scratch that Tex-Mex itch...so I made myself some breakfast tacos with my newly acquired ingredients. (You can read my other post on breakfast tacos here)
Ay, Dios Mio. So. Damn. Good. And now, this Texpat is happy.