Fridays in Mexico, I was taught were social Fridays.
That's where the boss-man would take off about noon, meet his buddies, start lunch with a few shots then take the rest of the afternoon with his buds, first on libations then lunch, then more drinking, then around 4 or so, if you had a casa chica, a little entertainment before you head home.
Those were the old days in Mexico City when I would meet friends business associates and get instructed in the corrupt, decadent ways of life......Some people would say I was a good student, other would say I was a dismal failure.
Anyway, there are no more social Fridays of old...now everyone still seems to work throughout lunch in the big DF.
Meanwhile, Fridays is the day that I drop off LaSeñora at her hair appointment. She always tells me that it will only take about an hour and a half.
It always takes at least 3 or 4....sometimes longer depending on if she is getting some "Color" put back in, she calls them highlights.....
The place she goes has the guy that does her hair, constantly floating about 8 to 10 inches above the floor. Maybe sashaying would be a more descriptive word..... I like floating.
These afternoons usually gives me time to wander around aimlessly finding new things about Patzcuaro.
One of my last sessions I found a great store that had lots of men's clothes. The store was jam packet to the ceiling with a pretty decent assortment of shirts, pants, jeans and mishmash of clothes. It had a nice dark blue Western style shirt, which I traded a few pesos for......
The store is considerably cheaper than the stores in Morelia, and you can give a nice tip to his son.
His customer satisfaction and packaging employee, who I assume who is autistic, does a grand job of packing and presenting you with your purchase.
He also wishes you a good day and thanks you for your purchase!
It's nice to see that they offer some employment to him, seems so much more dignified than just putting him on the payroll to guard the family couch at home.
These times also give me a chance to stop and taste some of the places that ordinarily we would not visit to go for lunch.
Not that LaSeñora is finicky, it's just that I have a little more adventurous streak. At least that's what I call it......
So today I have stopped at a place and have ordered a uchepos (pronounced wa-che-pos).
It's basically a sweet corn tamale that is serviced with some queso fresco and crema.
This place makes them very well. The masa is not overly grainy, the corn sweetness is not overpowering and heavy, the sweetness is offset with the sharpness of the cheese......nice.
We tried uchepos from other places, street vendors and have always found them to be rather heavy, likes rocks wrapped in a corn husk.... maybe authentic but not a savory experience.
I like savory experiences.
So I already had my refresco, my torta, right after I dropped her off. Then after wandering around for about 3 hours I had my uchepos, now it's almost time to pick her up.....We will see what else the remainder of this Friday brings.......