This past Wednesday (9/10) was the Boy’s and my three-year anniversary (crazy, isn’t it?). To celebrate, we went to Chao Bella, an Italian restaurant that we had gone to once before with some people from school. I thought it was so good that I wanted to return on this special occasion.
Ah, Truco, how I adore thee. The Boy and I visit this restaurant almost daily. I went through a brief phase where I kept saying that we should go to other restaurants, and the Boy would indulge me in this foolish endeavor (it’s how we went to La Oreja). And then I would realize the error of my ways. You just can’t get any better than the cheap, delicious, authentic food of Truco 7.
All in all, this past week has been rather uneventful. The Boy and I have simply been going to school and wandering around and souvenir shopping (curious?). We found some pretty neat little items that I think some people *coughcough* will appreciate. But in terms of sightseeing and doing all that good stuff, we’ve been a little lax.
On Monday, the Boy and I decided to try the comida corrida, a set meal that many restaurants serve starting at around two in the afternoon, at La Oreja de Van Gogh, a restaurant recommended by our guidebook. I was very much underwhelmed by the whole experience.
I’m finally going to give you a brief rundown of what happened last Saturday. A mostly food-centered rundown because, in all honesty, those are the parts I remember most clearly.
This past Saturday, the Boy and I hit up four museums in Guanajuato. We wanted to make up for lost time (stupid illnesses), so we pulled out our (not-so-)trusty map and decided that we would simply make our way down the main street (Av. Juarez), stopping at the museums that looked interesting along the way.
But first we had to gather our strength, so we went to our favorite cafe, the Cafe Conquistador, and had some coffee and brunch.
The next couple (or few) posts (including this one) will be a little out of order. I’ve yet to really (or at all) write up the museums we visited this past Saturday, so I’ll be working on that a bit tomorrow. Although now the expectation (from the blo-dience [haha, blog audience] in my head) will be a post of epic proportions, and I can promise you that it will not be. I can promise you a hamburger and a hint of fire.
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