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Robert Ellis, a Houston-native, has written a song about the deliciousness of…. Topo Chico, that other Mexican import that –along with avocados– has swept Americans off their feet.
The song is called –what else?– Topo Chico and it’s, well, an ode to the greatness that is a freshly-opened bottle of Topo Chico … with a little bit of lime.
Listen to this thing … if you dare.
Hat tip: Texas correspondent @lechancle
Saint Valentine’s is still a few days away, but corporate America is already at it making the case for heart-shaped things, no matter how ridiculous they get.
Enter the heart-shaped sope, which will be served by this Fresno taquería and will cost “only” $13.99 –with a drink included, of course.
But if BAE is not the sope type (I mean not all of us are) you might be interested in the “Valentaco Box” instead, which includes six tacos in a heart-shaped box for only $17.99! And if this still doesn’t seal the deal… How about a box of heart-shaped nachos?
What are you waiting for? Surprise your Valentine with a good dose of masa, beans and fresh nonsense!
Yeah, the Economic Miracle is real!
Mexicans: How can anyone not like us?
Photo via @hazme
A pop-up burger restaurant in Australia thought it was a great idea to peddle a Pablo Escobar-themed burger named –what else?– a Pablo Escoburger.
The creation, which has drawn the fury of many across social media, is named after the infamous Colombian (NOT Columbian) drug lord Pablo Escobar. The thing is aptly named “Patrón Burger” and features “a line of white powder, garlic flour, on top of the bun with a rolled up, fake $100 note stuck on top.”
This story is great and all that, but please Fox News: #ItsColombiaNotColumbia*
Via: Fox News
* con una chingada
As of this writing, this blogger was currently busy editing (and desperately in search of a bottle of anxiety pills,) but I wanted you to know that this is happening and that I’m now speechless, I am without speech.
Source: Instagram
Move over Kim Kardashian. The hottest piñata in town is now Roma‘s super star Yalitza Aparicio, which is reportedly on sale in Ciudad Juárez and –hopefully– selling like pan caliente.
Filing this under #SurrealMexico, because –where else?
Hat tip: David Agren
Yeah, it’s that time of the year, when not content with punishing me with frigid temperatures –and plenty of avocado-hipster nonsense– corporate America starts releasing their Super Bowl teaser commercials.
Enter the Avocados From Mexico’s Super Bowl spot, starring actress-I-had-never-heard-of Kristin Chenoweth and three small dogs who –for some reason– she tries to teach to bark the group’s famed jingle.
According to AdAge, the below is only a teaser, because there’s also a 60-second digital version of this thing (60 SECONDS!) that will be released –and which I’m sure will be four times as unbearable.
WARNING: WATCH AT YOUR OWN PERIL ⚠️
Not content with informing the world that my people (i.e. the Mexicans) are nothing but a bunch of rapists and drug dealers, President Donald Trump is now expressing concerns about prayer rugs (PRAYER RUGS!) found on the Southern border. And this, my friends, can mean only one thing: Muslim terrorists! 😱
All of this –of course– makes for a potentially explosive combination, particularly when it comes to heat exhausted taqueros in the Homeland like the one in the photo who –in addition to everything –happens to make delicious tacos out of -what else?- a trompo!
OMG! It’s all coming together, y’all.
The end is near my friends, so everybody should just go out eat tacos; otherwise, the terrorists win.
Aeroméxico is offering Americans hefty discounts to travel to Mexico. How hefty? Well, this depends –says Aeroméxico– on said Americans’ percentage of “Mexican heritage,” whatever this means.
The problem? Judging from this new campaign (executed by Ogilvy), not all of these die-hard Americans seem to be thrilled to learn they are, well, part Mexican –even if this means they can fly to Mexicou on the cheap.
Oh, the horror!
El oh el 😂 pic.twitter.com/I96LaT3gO7
— ERV (@ervcas) 17 de enero de 2019
WATCH. ENJOY. REPEAT
Via: Ogilvy.
I found this jewel in a Mexico subreddit but I haven’t been able to determine where this is. My hunch says CDMX, but I don’t know for sure.
Please Internet, do your thing and tell me where this is.
Despite their being a mortal threat for white people –and their hands– avocados have come a long way on this side of the Rio Grande, thanks mainly to hipsters, millennials and the like. But now, it’s almost as if it’s bad for your health not to eat these things, at least as far as the people selling them are concerned.
Citing latest research, the Avocado Board has come to the conclusion that eating avocados for breakfast has resulted in “heart health benefits for adults” and that you should be eating avocados for breakfast or will soon get a heart attack or something.
Well, as a non-millennial, non-hipster Mexican who actually grew up in Mexico eating avocados NOT for breakfast but in my tacos de carnitas and such, I do not support these findings, nor the avocraze that has gotten way out of hand.
Via: PR Newswire
I’m not sure if Alfonso Cuarón will get a chuckle or a heart attack over this, but this blogger is having a blast.
Photo: El Gerson Maldición
Move over, Taco Bell: French fast food chain Tacos King, is on its way to become this blogger’s worst make-believe-taco nightmare.
I came across this establishment in the heart of Downtown Lille, and while I didn’t have the heart to walk in and come face to face with the calamité, I was able to secure a photo of *these* things the French dare call “tacos.”
Mon Dieu!
Photo: Laura Martínez, Lille, France.
Awwww Paris…
There is nothing like spending some quality time in the City of Lights, with its beautiful architecture, ubiquitous cafés, gorgeous boulevards… and authentic taquerías.
Behold Chiquitin, the newest addition to Rue Henry Monnier (this blog’s temporary headquarters). The 10×10 meter changarrito is the take-away petit branch of Luz Verde, just across the street, and it features all sorts of salsas, including old time favorites like roja, verde and pico de gallo, but other more inventive like mayonnaise au chipotle, césar and –wait for it– salsa matcha.
I haven’t eaten here –yet– as I’m currently busy getting reacquainted with dry pork goods (saucisson sec, rosette de Lyon, etc.) and liters of wine, but I’ll get to it at some point and will be sure to report back.
Oh, did I mention the 16-euro ceviche and the 9-euro tacos al pastor?
Mon dieu!
Photos: Laura Martínez, 22 Rue Henry Monnier, December 2018.
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