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| Sunrise |
Last week my husband Wayne and I were up in the morning at an ungodly hour and talked each other into going out for breakfast. It was probably 7:30 am when we jumped in the car and set out for our usual neighborhood haunts. Closed, closed, closed. Was everyone in El Paso still slumbering? Hadn't they heard of the early bird getting the worm?
As we drove up the interstate, looking right and left for signs of restaurant life, we reminisced about breakfasting in Mexico many years ago. Ah, the warm pan dulce (sweetbread) served in the little straw basket on a napkin, the café con leche (strong coffee with hot milk), the spicy huevos rancheros (eggs topped with chile sauce). And the smiling, professional service of the Mexican waiters. All against a background of blooming hibiscus and bougainvillea and rhythmic music. Those were the days.
After that trip down memory lane, there was no way we could settle for a plain old American breakfast . A small restaurant with lights on and cars parked in front appeared on the left.
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| Tacos Chinampa Restaurant, El Paso, Texas |
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| Interior of Tacos Chinampa |
The Mexican themed decor was tastefully carried out.
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| Love that tile on the table! |
Even the chairs had carved chiles on the back.
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| Chile chair |
A old-fashioned street vendor's cart displayed Mexican products.
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| Products for sale |
Yes, the atmosphere was authentic. Now, how about the food and drink? I have just one comment. "Yum." Huevos rancheros, cooked to order, warm flour tortillas, a bottomless coffee cup, and a side serving of beans.
Not on our low cholesterol, low calorie diet menu? Not at all. But I felt a wave of affection for my home town, El Paso, Texas, for offering us a wonderful bit of serendipity in the early morning.
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