Peeps in the traditional Christmas creche. (I swear there was one of these on every block.) This particular peep was hoping to be promoted to the empty spot in the crib.

The peeps® had been displaying signs of stress lately so for Christmas vacation we went to Mexico in hopes of chilling in the sunshine. We didn’t do the all-inclusive, drinking-on-the-beach Mexico, but instead we headed for the highlands. In Zacatecas (north of Mexico City) we were the only tourists. This was a great opportunity for the peeps to participate in the local culture and try local recipes. Sure, they were familiar with tacos (see the post, “Tacos del Peeps con Sombreros“) but that was the American version of Mexican food invented by me (with peep input of course). I’m Irish so there is no way that my peeps tacos were nearly as authentic as the Mexican peeps tacos that will be recipe-ized in the next post.

Whilst we were south of the border, the peeps got down and festive with the local color and traditions. Christmas is a big deal in Mexico and the peeps embraced the goings on with enthusiasm — so much so that I kept them in the luggage for the rest of the trip because they were so obnoxious. I couldn’t take a picture without them jumping in front of the lens. Now don’t get me wrong, I applaud their enthusiasm joining the other animals in the nativity scenes; sitting with Santa when we spotted him having coffee in a local restaurant;

We were walking down the street and who should be having a coffee at a Greek restaurant but Santa! The peeps were thrilled and took turns sitting with him discussing Nietzsche.

going on the tour bus to see the sites

Peep-a-boo! Tour bus ride through Zacatecas.

— but I was on vacation too you know. I didn’t want to have to spend my entire trip apologizing for their behavior. “Lo siento, mi peeps son locos” gets old quickly.