Hola! Today we went to the market! Is there an official name to this market? I don’t know. I do know that Sunday is the busiest day to go. However, I am pleasantly surprised – the crowds are light today.
Please note: the blog lags behind real life a bit!
I am tired. I could curl up and go to sleep and be happy about it. Not only did we agree to go to the market with friends, I also wanted to go. Until today, I’ve only shopped at Walmart and Costco. Oh, the mall, too.
Cajeta (ca-het-a) is a sweet concoction typically made from goat’s milk, which is carmelized. It’s a specialty of Celaya, Guanajuato. I’ve seen it in stores, but only as a candy where it’s spread on wheat wafers. Obviously a no go for me, since I have celiac disease.
I finally found a jar of it at the market. It’s delightful. I highly recommend trying the specialties of an area if food allergies don’t prevent it.
A few years ago, I attempted to make my own cajeta from some milk that had been in the fridge when it had gotten shut off for several hours. It turned out okay. I am planning to leave it to the professionals from now on, though! Theirs is better.
I wonder if I could make cajeta frosting? I bet I could and that it would taste great! Dare I say, it may even taste amazing. I’m imitating Homer Simpson over here,”frooooosting.”
When I return to the states to visit our families, I plan to bring things like Cajeta and spicy candy. Things that aren’t readily available in the USA and are fun, interesting, and easy to transport! So making cajeta frosting for a cake would fit right into that idea.
Again, “frooooosting!” Yum.
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and More about the market
Unsure what to expect, this market lived up to any preconceived notions of what a market should be. It reminded me of a place called The North Market in Columbus, but much larger.
This market has multiple butchers and fish places, food stands, trinkets, clothes, birds, and random crap.
“This is the stuff from the states,” I was informed by the expats we were with, looking at table upon table of jeans, shirts, used shoes, and toys. Even though I feel like this market is a manageable size, it was still overwhelming. I wore my 3 year old on my back and my husband kept track of my 4 year old. So many tables. So much stuff.
I really wanted some of the clothing because it wasn’t the same as you can find in just any store in the US. Time wasn’t on my side this time. Maybe next.
Souvenirs Needed, even though I live here now
I also like souvenirs. I purchased porcelain theatre faces and feathered masks in New Orleans and I purchased rum cakes en masse in Grand Cayman (before celiac diagnosis, of course). Food and specific regional items are my current favorite – also jewelry. I’m currently on the look out!
Do you collect souvenirs? Do you like to bring home any foods from your traveling experiences?