Peepsie Carne Adobo y Pollo Tacos

The peeps enjoyed hanging on the platter with the salsas and limes. If it weren't for the cat calling every time a chica walked by, I would have enjoyed the meal more.

The peeps enjoyed hanging out on the platter with the salsas and limes. If it weren’t for the catcalling every time a chica walked by, I would have enjoyed the meal more.

During the short time that the Peeps® were allowed out of the suitcase in Mexico, we had a lovely al fresco lunch in a plaza in Zacatecas right across from a church. We watched the passersby as they played chase-the-children, and children played throw-the-ball-at-the-adult. A few priests joined in the fun for a few minutes before running back into the cathedral to celebrate another mass.

The Peeps had a special place in the hearts of the locals and on the condiment dish. They happily hopped into the warm tortillas to cozy up with beef adobo that my companion enjoyed while I chowed down on the chicken tacos. Sure, the Peeps were familiar with hanging out in such a fashion from their experience with Tacos del Peeps con Sombreros but this was an authentic Mexican dish — not just something some white girl in Seattle cooked up with taco shells from Safeway. The peeps got to experience true south-of-the-border cuisine and hospitality — until they got so obnoxious that they were banished to the suitcase for the rest of the trip. I warned them. Oh, yes I did. But you know peeps, they just don’t listen. They think they can run around like a bunch of banditos, shooting off their pistolas and their mouths during mass. We were there for Christmas you know and that’s a big deal in a Catholic country like Mexico. To my great embarrassment, they just couldn’t keep their peeps in their pants. I had no choice but to step in and sequester them. They tried to gain sanctuary in one of the many churches in town, but even the priests had had enough of them. As Father Inglesias said, “look, I have 7 masses a day. I don’t have time for this shit.”

My companion was cutting down on marshmallow so he only indulged in one peep with his carne adobo.

My companion was cutting down on marshmallow so he only indulged in one peep with his carne adobo.

My pollo tacos were even sweeter tasting for the peeps. They'd roll in various salsas and then jump into the tortilla with a big splash.

My pollo tacos were even sweeter tasting for the peeps. They’d roll in various salsas and then jump into the tortilla with a big splash.

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