It would seem that my happiness can almost be guaranteed by the simple combination of two great things: free and food.
Yes, "free" plus "food" equals "happy" about ninety percent of the time.
This is why my Thursdays are always filled with a trip to The Best Cheese Man Ever in Jocotepec's weekly market.
I like to consider The Best Cheese Man Ever to be my friend, even though we know one another not at all. He recognizes me as "La Güerita" with the baby, and plies me with many generous free samples. I buy about five kilos worth of cheese and yogurt, and sometimes pan dulce or chorizo. He cuts me a good deal and always throws in a little extra of something, and he's not the least bit smarmy about it. My Thursday afternoons are then spent eating cheese.
What's not excellent about that?
So if you're in the hood, go to the Jocotepec tianguis, he's the first (not the second) cheese man on the left when coming from the plaza. You'll know him because his yogurt is in bags while The Other Cheese Man sells his in plastic tubs. Also, you'll soon be handed all manner of dairy delights within moments of stopping in front of his table. He's The Best Cheese Man Ever, what more can I say?
That's so cool that you have a repor (spelling?) with him. I have to admit I don't think I do with anyone except at our tienda across the street.
ReplyDeleteYou may have the best cheese man, but my cheese lady is the cutest! :P
ReplyDeleteI love cheese. Everytime I fly down to Guadalajara, I visit the town/city of Ameca. When it's time to fly back to the states I load up on as much Queso de Panela as possible. Is there a limit on how much I can bring back? Unfortunately, when I bring it back.. I have to share with family members who love it too.
ReplyDeletedamn. i need to find cheese like that in my town. Whenever you visit GDL, be sure to spread the looooove. ;)
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