<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:21:55.280-05:00</updated><title type='text'>from new york city to mexico city</title><subtitle type='html'>...and back again, NOW LIVING IN MEXICO CITY!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>50</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-4016610255311487531</id><published>2007-12-03T11:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T11:54:30.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a tour guide to mexico city</title><summary type='text'>here's a sampling of the kind of tour we offer:a day of bicycling down the poinsettia lined paseo de reforma to pop into the pair of ultra modern art museums followed by some blue corn quesadillas filled with exotic wild greens, creamy oaxacan cheese &amp; spicy salsa verde...then adjourning to to a tiny mezcaleria for samples of local firewater &amp; hipster watching...ORtrekking on the metro to a small</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/4016610255311487531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/4016610255311487531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_12_02_archive.html#4016610255311487531' title='I am a tour guide to mexico city'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-349163333508140821</id><published>2007-11-25T18:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:08.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage mexicana ebay shop</title><summary type='text'>check out my ebay store. I sell vintage dresses and other items found in Mexico City.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/349163333508140821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/349163333508140821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_11_25_archive.html#349163333508140821' title='vintage mexicana ebay shop'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XTe5Gh9HwqM/R0oRsK1bMVI/AAAAAAAAADw/gffdNd_TCZs/s72-c/l_0dd4489def0fb81fb0a90d52109e8be4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-4820349379102092440</id><published>2007-11-05T19:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:09.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>vintage YSL Rive Gauche cocktail dress</title><summary type='text'>I'm fretting over some goodies I have in my ebay store. It's so easy to put something on ebay, sell it for $25, then watch someone sell it for $2500. So, I started researching these designers' dresses and they are pretty valuable...this label seems to be from 1968 - 1979. I haven't been able to confirm it yet...but the research continues...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/4820349379102092440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/4820349379102092440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_11_04_archive.html#4820349379102092440' title='vintage YSL Rive Gauche cocktail dress'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XTe5Gh9HwqM/Ry_SZ-l5WQI/AAAAAAAAADg/wzdWvgd4hxA/s72-c/DSC00220copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-473057221468656318</id><published>2007-08-29T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:10.417-06:00</updated><title type='text'>results of local flea market shopping</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/473057221468656318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/473057221468656318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_08_26_archive.html#473057221468656318' title='results of local flea market shopping'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XTe5Gh9HwqM/RtUJfpNYf1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/ReEnNsjBBPU/s72-c/DSC00096.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-960538586481218935</id><published>2007-02-26T09:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:37:11.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>12 feb 2007: leaving aiken,sc</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/960538586481218935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/960538586481218935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_02_25_archive.html#960538586481218935' title='12 feb 2007: leaving aiken,sc'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XTe5Gh9HwqM/ReucKpswVqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/mooRVJZWQH8/s72-c/DSC00128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-116942827415292972</id><published>2007-01-21T19:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:11:14.163-06:00</updated><title type='text'>are you sure you don't want to go to the carribean?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116942827415292972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116942827415292972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2007_01_21_archive.html#116942827415292972' title='are you sure you don&apos;t want to go to the carribean?'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-116269196315788480</id><published>2006-11-04T19:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T20:01:15.123-06:00</updated><title type='text'>mexican food chatter</title><summary type='text'>on chowhoundhttp://www.chowhound.com/topics/show/339800 i want to get to know "http://www.chowhound.com/topics/show/25171#100272"&gt;san francisco.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116269196315788480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116269196315788480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2006_10_29_archive.html#116269196315788480' title='mexican food chatter'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-116094987126871829</id><published>2006-10-15T16:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T19:53:31.603-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Pan de Muerto</title><summary type='text'>This traditional sweet bread is always difficult to find in New York. Pan Bimbo, the company that bought out wonderbread. In the past I have found it occasionally at Mexico 2000, my local Mexican grocery, but am always looking for the freshest bread.pan de muerto is being baked and sold at tulcingo bakery on greenpoint avenue in sunnyside. Thy may even sell sugar skulls, a very hard to find item </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116094987126871829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116094987126871829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#116094987126871829' title='Pan de Muerto'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-116093662106149229</id><published>2006-10-15T12:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:44:37.470-05:00</updated><title type='text'>another food blog?</title><summary type='text'>My goal is to catalog and share the research that I am doing on the history and evolution of Mexican food. I spent 2002 living in Mexico City with my boyfriend. When I returned to Brooklyn I found work at a neighborhood Mexican restaurant. This experience proved invaluable as I continued to practice my Spanish, learn more cooking techniques, and most importantly befriend cooks from central Mexico</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116093662106149229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116093662106149229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2006_10_15_archive.html#116093662106149229' title='another food blog?'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-116071298236748372</id><published>2006-10-12T23:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:16:22.376-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so I decided to relaunch this project with a more specific focus on my research of Mexican food and culture. For now I will post some bits and pieces from websites related to mexican cooking and we will see where we go from here!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116071298236748372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/116071298236748372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2006_10_08_archive.html#116071298236748372' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-111145191566583524</id><published>2005-03-21T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:36:59.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>From the kitchen of 'El Indio' Fernandez///Mexico News</title><summary type='text'>BY VICKY COWAL/The Herald MexicoMarch 17, 2005   From the 1930s to the early 1950s Emilio "El Indio" Fernandez was a shining star in the heyday of Mexico's "golden age" of film. As both actor and director, in such classic movies as "Maria Candelaria," "Flor Silvestre," "Enamorada" and "Pueblerina," he sought to bring back old indigenous values and dignity. He also did a great deal to revive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111145191566583524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111145191566583524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_03_20_archive.html#111145191566583524' title='From the kitchen of &apos;El Indio&apos; Fernandez///Mexico News'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-111032041105104620</id><published>2005-03-08T16:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T16:35:52.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mexico City's new wave of chefs generates heat</title><summary type='text'>This is in reference to a Los Angeles Times Food Section article (Wed. 23 Feb. 2005), "Mexico City's new wave of chefs generates heat" by Corie Brown. I've pasted the article and recipes at the end of this post.  First of all I want to know how you make a margarita with volcanic ash.Second of all I really want to scream the alternatives to these condici establishments and the old school upper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111032041105104620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111032041105104620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111032041105104620' title='Mexico City&apos;s new wave of chefs generates heat'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-111024770544884604</id><published>2005-03-07T20:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T13:57:00.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeopathy fights fire with fire///MEXICO NEWS</title><summary type='text'>KELLY ARTHUR GARRETT/The Herald MexicoMarch 07, 2005 Herbal healing has a rich and cherished legacy in Mexico, stretching from the rain forests of the south to the mystical deserts of the border region, and from the distant pre-Hispanic past to the current global herbal renaissance.But the natural medicine of choice in today's urban Mexico is not herbalism but a relatively recent European import </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111024770544884604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111024770544884604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111024770544884604' title='Homeopathy fights fire with fire///MEXICO NEWS'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-111024756004329925</id><published>2005-03-07T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:09:19.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Recipes to challenge your inner chef/////MEXICO NEWS</title><summary type='text'>d.f. recipesBY VICKY COWAL/The Herald MexicoMarch 03, 2005 As mayor of Mexico City in 1993, Manuel Camacho Solis and a team of public relations whizzes had the imaginative idea to ask 50 of the city's top chefs to create their own dish for Mexico City, each one of which would symbolize the wide variety in the Mexican culinary tradition. So they rounded up a team of gastronomic experts and cajoled</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111024756004329925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/111024756004329925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_03_06_archive.html#111024756004329925' title='Recipes to challenge your inner chef/////MEXICO NEWS'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-110877728509093757</id><published>2005-02-18T19:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:21:03.346-06:00</updated><title type='text'>saint of the narcos</title><summary type='text'> narcochic exhibitmuseo del narco</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110877728509093757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110877728509093757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110877728509093757' title='saint of the narcos'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-110869763857777786</id><published>2005-02-17T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:55:56.953-06:00</updated><title type='text'>sonora</title><summary type='text'>i´m reading a book about narcocorridos- a modern form of norteño country music. the song are often commissioned by drug dealers and heads of cartels to document their crimes and triumphs. its fascinating especially as the current power struggles of these cartels are on the front page of the newspaper every morning. i have never followed these crimes and know little apart from the movie blow and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110869763857777786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110869763857777786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110869763857777786' title='sonora'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-110869636318401712</id><published>2005-02-17T21:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T21:58:19.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>pulque program</title><summary type='text'>i just caught the end of a documentary about the oldest traditional mexican drink: pulque. it was on canal 11´s program mexico desconocido, produced by the magazine of the same name. 2 pulquerias famosas were mentioned la hija del apache on avenida cuahtemoc in la roma and la xochitlEl maguey una viña del pasadoDel Pulque al Vino Tinto, sin Olvidar la Taberna la famosa pulquería "La hija del </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110869636318401712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/110869636318401712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2005_02_13_archive.html#110869636318401712' title='pulque program'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107359567362473050</id><published>2004-01-08T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-08T19:26:20.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>chowing in mexico city: my advice to you</title><summary type='text'>the first day or 2 you should watch what you eat &amp; not eat on the street. once your body is acclimated, just be mindful of your surroundings. I always think that a healthy squeeze of lime and a generous amount of chile helps kill the bacterias. the only time i've gotten serious food poisoning has been off some mushrooms that i prepared at home. in my experience, expensive restaurants have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107359567362473050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107359567362473050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107359567362473050' title='chowing in mexico city: my advice to you'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107344204752704804</id><published>2004-01-06T19:38:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T20:22:00.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Just when you felt recovered from the holidays...</title><summary type='text'>BANG! Another holiday springs up on you! Today is Dia de los Reyes Magos!!! Last night we had to go to Wal-Mart after work at 10pm. The street market was live- everyone we saw was carrying toys and gifts! It had to be their busiest day of the year.Wal-Mart, which has had an additional warehouse full of toys opened since the end of November, was open 24 hours as was the city that was built on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107344204752704804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107344204752704804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107344204752704804' title='Just when you felt recovered from the holidays...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107335429987971612</id><published>2004-01-06T19:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:19:07.810-06:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday i was feeling fresa</title><summary type='text'>so i went to the Condesa. actually i was craving fashion and scenesterism after 10 days in Tampico, so i dragged Jorge to La Condesa to cruise the vibe.La Condesa (the countess) is a beautiful tree filled neighborhood that is built around several pretty plazas (including Parque Mexico &amp; Parque Espa–a). I read somewhere that it has the highest concentration of art deco buildings out side of my</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107335429987971612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107335429987971612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107335429987971612' title='yesterday i was feeling fresa'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107328404790557307</id><published>2004-01-05T00:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T14:19:04.513-06:00</updated><title type='text'>notes from christmas vacation-</title><summary type='text'>12.20  fought like hell to get out of the city...nearly knocked overby families lugging couch sized cardboard boxes &amp; suitcases the sizeof bicycles. it took half an hour to get our bags in the bus...but it wascool how everyone was talking to their seat mates- all going home to theTuxtlas 12.21 arrival in Catemaco around 8 am. walked up the street to where thepick ups to the other towns. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107328404790557307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107328404790557307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2004_01_04_archive.html#107328404790557307' title='notes from christmas vacation-'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107706917730089208</id><published>2004-01-03T12:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T19:54:51.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy</title><summary type='text'>new year!how are you?i just came back to mexico city this morning from my christmas vacation in veracruz. the city is eerily quiet as most people are still on vacation. what did you do over your break? what did you do new years? i am a bit of a crossroads as far as what i want to do next. i have a lot of desire to return to nyc &amp; the working life...but can't imagine leaving jorge here. so </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107706917730089208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107706917730089208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107706917730089208' title='happy'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107290486098977843</id><published>2003-12-31T15:07:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T15:08:47.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'>i¥m not homesick, but...</title><summary type='text'>even though i am here in veracruz dining daily of soft, white handmade tortillas made with fresh masa. this article in the new york times is making me drool! every once in a while,  i used to stop at hot bagels on grand street after i crossed the williamsburg bridge on my bicycle. the real deal oldschool bagel- no schmear needed. i would take these to work and my boss would forgive my tardiness.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107290486098977843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107290486098977843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_28_archive.html#107290486098977843' title='i¥m not homesick, but...'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107180209778423606</id><published>2003-12-18T20:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T20:49:11.356-06:00</updated><title type='text'>xmas shopping</title><summary type='text'>...things have definitely been getting interesting around here. i¥m starting to notice that everyone is carrying around gifts, pointsettas, even christmas trees. a few weeks ago the street &amp; market vendors really started to ramp up and are in full swing now. my local mercado san cosme has doubled in size as folks seliing christmas trees, pointsettas and other greens for the nacimientos ring the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107180209778423606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107180209778423606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107180209778423606' title='xmas shopping'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107152751311537275</id><published>2003-12-18T20:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T20:23:16.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>only 2 days until christmas vacation </title><summary type='text'>and i can not wait! the last few weeks have been super cold here in d.f.- though i just did the converstions to Farenheit- not half as cold as new york city! and i¥ve been giving english classes from 7am to 9pm.  so b-o-r-i-n-g. so i¥m heading off to steamy veracruz. i¥ll be spending the holidays (december 24 &amp; 25 and new years) with jorge¥s relatives in  pueblo viejo, veracruz just on this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107152751311537275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107152751311537275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107152751311537275' title='only 2 days until christmas vacation '/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107152227168837754</id><published>2003-12-14T14:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T16:59:03.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my first posada</title><summary type='text'>why i love mexican parties: everybody shares this common background that inevitably comes out in song or playground chants "QUE CANTA ! QUE CANTA !"there¬¥s always a least a little bit of food. maybe just potato chips or peanuts that are chili coated. or maybe something more elaborate: alahambres cooked on the grill with peppers and onion, sopes, pozole YUM! someone always takes charge of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107152227168837754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107152227168837754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_14_archive.html#107152227168837754' title='my first posada'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107153636306768419</id><published>2003-12-12T23:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-17T17:13:14.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'>happy virgin of guadalupe day!</title><summary type='text'> pilgrims from all over mexico have come to honor la virgen de tepeyac. some have been walking or riding in trucks for several days and others have set off just today and are walking or riding biciycles together. most have a portrait or sculpture of the virgin strapped to their back. Others walk on their knees, some with cactus strapped to their back for extra suffering.tonight in the zocalo we</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107153636306768419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107153636306768419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107153636306768419' title='happy virgin of guadalupe day!'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107119671531502120</id><published>2003-12-11T14:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T16:27:16.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>metro tacuba</title><summary type='text'>a clown- and i mean a clown in full clown drag- silver lame sports jacket, red &amp; blue baggy pants with silver lame trim, a blue floppy hat and big red clown shoes with fat silver stars- passes me in the corridor. he is clutching a cardboard jesupainting he back is covered in writing. i wonder what it could be. maybe he is going to a clown funeral ?last week i heard familiar beats coming out of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107119671531502120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107119671531502120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107119671531502120' title='metro tacuba'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107007137615846043</id><published>2003-11-29T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T15:03:35.903-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tampico report 2: the food</title><summary type='text'>one of the advantages of living in mexico is getting to leave the big city and try regional specialties. I especially enjoy differnet variations of street foods. The biggest treat is homecooking, always created with the expertise of someone who knows their recipes inside and out, what follows are basically my notes for a deeper investigation i plan to conduct when i return to Pueblo Viejo during </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107007137615846043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107007137615846043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107007137615846043' title='tampico report 2: the food'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107005475342780553</id><published>2003-11-28T13:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T18:46:49.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thanksgiving</title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was thanksgiving. Yesterday was a sad day for me because I love thanksgiving. I love planning for it, shopping for it, cooking for it, eating it, sharing it. But i don't live in the united states. I live in mexico now. in chilangolandia to be exact. Even though some gringos were celebrating, most mexicans think of turkey only for christmas dinner.yesterday d.f. hosted a massive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107005475342780553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107005475342780553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#107005475342780553' title='thanksgiving'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106970818222859335</id><published>2003-11-24T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T01:01:49.653-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dia de gracias</title><summary type='text'>i spent all day saturday home alone pouring over recipes and suggestions for thanksgiving recipes on the internet. first i read this discussion your way or their way and thought about the blankness of the faces of my mexican familiy in regards to this tradition, which they see as typical american gluttony- serving a 20 lb turkey, 6 side dishes and 5 deserts on a random thursday in november. and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106970818222859335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106970818222859335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106970818222859335' title='dia de gracias'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106965749822919035</id><published>2003-11-24T00:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-24T13:37:13.840-06:00</updated><title type='text'>behind on my blogging</title><summary type='text'>things to come:better photo page. the current ones have faults.  fotolog is great, but you can only load one photo per day. yahoo is free but it just sucks. please email me if you have suggestions.archives: the first 6 months! i have loads of emails &amp; journal entries to post. i think those days were more interesting. more moving around oaxaca, chiapas, guatemala, veracruz everything was new </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106965749822919035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106965749822919035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106965749822919035' title='behind on my blogging'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106269858063941565</id><published>2003-11-19T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T16:16:17.200-06:00</updated><title type='text'>about here, a glossary</title><summary type='text'>d.f.  is distrito federal: mexico city, but became its own state a few years ago. All the chilangos call it d.f.-along with all the foreigners trying to sound in the know. The city is divided into 260 plus colonias-  we live in tabacalera down the street from monumento de revolucion...coyocan is where frieda kahlo &amp; diego rivera live...polonco is a wealthy neighborhood that i work in &amp; santa fe </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269858063941565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269858063941565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106269858063941565' title='about here, a glossary'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106917411640979243</id><published>2003-11-18T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T19:46:30.560-06:00</updated><title type='text'>tampico report: the funeral</title><summary type='text'>thursday night we took the red-eye to Pueblo Viejo, Veracruz- the geographic location responsible for my lover. (jorge¬¥s father &amp; mother come from the same small town) Jorge¬¥s fathers mother died in her sleep Wednesday night. She was 93 years old and known for her cooking- both the quality and the quantity. She would load every one up with bags of 20 quesadillas and several packs of gum for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106917411640979243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106917411640979243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106917411640979243' title='tampico report: the funeral'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106918189476259318</id><published>2003-11-18T19:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T21:41:14.310-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my trip to metepec</title><summary type='text'>in the beginning of october, I dragged my boyfriend (kicking &amp; screaming b/c chilangos think Toluca is ugly and boring) to Metepec, formerly a village, presently a suburb of Toluca for a weekend. I had seen a beautiful arbol de la muerte (tree of death) in a book that was made in Metepec and wanted one for my dia de muertos.  It took us a little over an hour to get there (heavy saturday traffic </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106918189476259318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106918189476259318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106918189476259318' title='my trip to metepec'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106913467876648814</id><published>2003-11-17T23:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T10:53:26.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cheese smuggling*</title><summary type='text'>just came back from Pueblo Viejo, Veracruz- just across the river from Tampico, Tamaulipas loaded down with 6 huge rounds of fresh cheese and 2 grocery bags full of shrimp &amp; pumpkin filled tamales.over the course of the weekend, we gorged on such gulf coastal delicacies as shrimp in scrambled eggs, tortas de cecina, bocoles filled with homemade cheese, fresh tortillas, and the most kick ass </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106913467876648814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106913467876648814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_16_archive.html#106913467876648814' title='cheese smuggling*'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106913421068855424</id><published>2003-11-12T22:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T10:40:09.890-06:00</updated><title type='text'>supermercado SEOUL</title><summary type='text'>yesterday I discovered a new (to me) korean supermarket. I actually noticed it other day when we went to see LTJ Bukem play at the weird club continental. Yesterday being my birthday- a day devoted to delicious-making- I splurged on a taxi to find this place. I knew that one day walking on the edge of the zona rosa in colonia juarez, I saw a lot of korean places and I remember one of the streets </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106913421068855424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106913421068855424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106913421068855424' title='supermercado SEOUL'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106857561996935977</id><published>2003-11-11T12:11:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T12:39:22.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>area bar, hotel habita, polanco</title><summary type='text'>After work we went to the chi-chi  hotel habita's  rooftop bar, Area.  The hotel is beautiful- kind of like an Ian Shrager hotel. The facade is very modern and glassy. The hotel is furished very design-y and minimalist. It so what was cool in the states like 10 years ago. Aura is the restaurant in the lobby which is cool, but too ...lobbyish...we inquired about the menu and asked what was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106857561996935977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106857561996935977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106857561996935977' title='area bar, hotel habita, polanco'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106844676246157146</id><published>2003-11-10T00:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:24:04.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my first fiesta</title><summary type='text'>what do you think about having a party at our apartment? on the bus friday morning  of course, i said sure, i love house parties. what can i make?we had our first party last night! it was fantastic! J's birthday is the day before mine and we talked about having a big bash at a bar or other rentable party space, but couldn't realy pull it together. but there is nothing like a spur of the moment</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106844676246157146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106844676246157146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106844676246157146' title='my first fiesta'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106844462722469001</id><published>2003-11-10T00:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T00:16:54.296-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my great-grandfather was a traveller too</title><summary type='text'>My mom sent me this email this morning:I have access to Grandtom's history. In 1957 he and Granddot and another couple made a trip to Guatemala and mexico in their  Oldsmobile ‚Äò98. They drove it to New Orleans then loaded on freighter to be unloaded in Puerto Barrios.  When they off loaded it the crane went down too fast and it almost bounced.  It was then placed on a railroad car and they </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106844462722469001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106844462722469001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_09_archive.html#106844462722469001' title='my great-grandfather was a traveller too'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106830856431831024</id><published>2003-11-08T10:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T16:28:22.970-06:00</updated><title type='text'>crime in mexico</title><summary type='text'>i have lived in d.f. for the past 6 months and these are my brushes:i was riding a combi from el rosario (great saturday market for cheap used clothing!) on saturday afternoon and 2 kids jumped on- one brandishing a very small pistol &amp; the other a plastic bag for the passengers to empty our belongings in. my boyfriend gave tossed in his empty monedero, i fumbled with the $260 pesos or so i had </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106830856431831024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106830856431831024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106830856431831024' title='crime in mexico'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106796469354714460</id><published>2003-11-04T17:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-10T17:55:39.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>dia de muertos janitizo &amp; patzcuaro, michoacan</title><summary type='text'>I went to Patzcuaro, Michoacan for the weekend of dia de muertos. It was incredible. And crowded, like the metro. first of all, the area of Patzcuaro and around is gorgeous- a little mountainy, lots of lakes, super green &amp; misty. It is the center of the tarascan people- now known as the purpecha. They are known for their colorful fusion of their indigenous (&amp; prehispanic) religion with </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106796469354714460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106796469354714460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_11_02_archive.html#106796469354714460' title='dia de muertos janitizo &amp; patzcuaro, michoacan'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106694569550802357</id><published>2003-10-23T16:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T18:29:34.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so i finally broke down and did it. after six months of turning up my nose at starbucks in mexico city. i stopped by for a brownie frappaccino (its like a extra charged coffee milkshake with bits of brownies in it!) i also wasn't carrying any cash &amp; have been craving new york city lately, so a visit to the evil starbucks seemed in order. i was walking home from work in the afternoon sun. that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106694569550802357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106694569550802357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106694569550802357' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106675516479396689</id><published>2003-10-21T11:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T20:35:52.026-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>day of the dead i am so excited to be in mexico to witness the dia de los muertos festivities. ever since my 10th grade spanish teacher showed us the crazy skeleton fugures &amp; tableaux, i have wanted to participate in theis pre-hispanic holiday. I have been buying sugar skulls like a mad woman and i soon as i get paid again i will be hitting la ciduela &amp; my local mercado san cosme for paper </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106675516479396689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106675516479396689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106675516479396689' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106675107973061971</id><published>2003-10-21T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T10:55:34.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wal mart buena vista - mexico, d.f. - 20 october 2003 - 10:45pmscore! a block of parmesean! its from uruguay &amp; you have no idea how happy this made me! We bought barilla gnocci. the first time i had gnocci it was served with a rich 4 cheese sauce in a fancy italian restaurant on ocean drive. there were only like 6 gnoccis and i shared it with 2 other girlfriends, but i'll never forget it!  i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106675107973061971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106675107973061971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106675107973061971' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106269892485383332</id><published>2003-09-04T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T13:09:44.410-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Have you ever had chiles en nogada?We spulrged at a historic restaurant the hosteria santo domingo so my sister could sample chiles en nogada- a patriotic dish of stuffed pobalanos (green) with a creamy walnut &amp; almond  sauce (white) sprinkled with pomegranate seeds (red). The peppers are stuffed with ground pork/beef, pineapples, pears, peaches, apples, platanos,  onion,pine nuts, cinnamon, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269892485383332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269892485383332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_08_31_archive.html#106269892485383332' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-107013011678524546</id><published>2003-08-30T11:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T11:27:11.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>return from guatemala</title><summary type='text'>Guatemala was beautiful. My sister and I rented a lovely little house in San Pedro de la Laguna, on the shores of Lago Atitlan- this magical crater lake surrounded by mountains &amp; volcanoes and 13 little pueblos Jorge and my mom and our friend Ricardo from d.f. visited so it was fun and very relaxing. I had a small kitchen (that was half indoors &amp; half outdoors) so I did a lot of cooking! and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107013011678524546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/107013011678524546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_08_24_archive.html#107013011678524546' title='return from guatemala'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106695365146220279</id><published>2003-08-01T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T19:00:51.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Have you ever had chiles en nogada?We spulrged at a historic restaurant the hosteria santo domingo so my sister could sample chiles en nogada- a patriotic dish of stuffed pobalanos (green) with a creamy walnut &amp; almond  sauce (white) sprinkled with pomegranate seeds (red). The peppers are stuffed with ground pork/beef, pineapples, pears, peaches, apples, platanos,  onion,pine nuts, cinnamon, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106695365146220279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106695365146220279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#106695365146220279' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106982491085839175</id><published>2003-05-12T23:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T23:35:41.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>cinco de mayo report</title><summary type='text'>5.12.o3cuautitlan izcalliokay, so every time i try to type up the stories of my recent adventures in a hotmail message, i type for 20 minutes and then the message vanishes. this combined with weird mexican keyboards &amp; mice and slow internet connections has caused me to storm out of several cyber cafes. i was so spoiled by my imac and dsl line at fluid. i know!so i am so sorry i have not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106982491085839175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106982491085839175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#106982491085839175' title='cinco de mayo report'/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5768521.post-106269958371375225</id><published>2003-04-14T13:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-23T18:59:03.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hello friends, As you may know I am seizing this opportunity after 2 years of working for the man in nyc to take myself traveling!After two wonderful vacations this year in mexico &amp; central america, I want to spend some time poking around &amp; maybe understanding these places a little better.  Some of the projects that I will be working on over the next 6 months are: * learn how to make a proper</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269958371375225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5768521/posts/default/106269958371375225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fromnyctomexcity.blogspot.com/2003_04_13_archive.html#106269958371375225' title=''/><author><name>Lindsay</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10522811095723484399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
