my most memorable eats AND environment was on the ‘last class’ train from the Guatamalan border on route to Veracruz, Mexico.

Desperate to get off (for a toilet instead of the ‘hole in the floor’ train version), I found myself surrounded by locals, peddling their mysterious home-made food packets train side…

Swarmed with these papered packets , bugs and soot, I swallowed my fear of ‘montezuma’s revenge’ and had the most incredible, authentic Mexican dish I had tasted on my whole 2 months of travel… Chilli Reanos, neatly wrapped in paper – purchased out of the window (hole where the window used to be…) of my train.

I have always remembered that along side FAB eats in swanky ’sophisticated’ cities. But most of all, I remember how ‘real’ the food was and how ‘real’ the people were serving it.

It wasn’t about appearances, but about an authentic eat. yummm… Ok, now I am ready to travel!!

cheers and beers!
-ladygurl