LandfallVoyages

One of the things I love about cruising and traveling in another country is discovering new ways of doing things with otherwise familiar food. The other night, we went on a taco walk to a nearby seafood place. Which was closed. So far, in Mexico, there is little rhyme or reason that I can determine, to when restaurants are going to be open or closed. It’s always an adventure and if you look at it that way, you don’t get so frustrated when you’re shut down. Again. It also doesn’t hurt that if you walk 20 paces farther, you’ll come across a different restaurant that is open, with food so good you’ll be happy the other one was closed. We found Tío Papa’s. In spanish, papas are papas, but also potatoes.

We'd walked by this place a dozen times and never stopped.

Chips and salsa from Tío Papa's. So you can withstand the anticipation, before your papas arrive.

They bake a potato, split it, cover it with butter or margarine. Probably margarine. Then they smother the thing in delicious combinations of crazy. Eli had this one:

Broccoli, chicken, cheese, and spinach.

Steve's baked potato .had broccoli, mushrooms, cheese, and beef in it.

But I maintain that mine was the best: cheese, corn (elote), and rajas (roasted pepper strips). It was magic.