My mom just left after visiting us in Morelia with her BFF. They were here for 10 days. We all had the BEST time. We got to visit some new, amazing Pueblo Magicos and we went to Patzcuaro for two nights. They were easy traveling companions, and adventurous to boot.
I miss them already. But at least I know I’ll get to spend four months with my mom when our stint in Zihuatanejo begins on December 1. I can’t believe we have just one more month in Morelia. It’s gone by so fast! We remain enthralled with this city and I know we will be back. As far as I’m concerned, the sooner, the better!
We still don’t have any firm plans for October and November. We’ve been talking about going to Oaxaca in October and Guatemala in November, but we haven’t found the time to plan our trip. Time is running out. We need to get our butts in gear.
While dear old mom was visiting us, she mentioned that my blog has turned into a lot of personal musings and not enough musings about Mexico. I think she has a good point, and since mothers always know best, I decided to focus this post on something more Mexican-y.
Last Saturday night we went to one of the fanciest restaurants in Morelia. It’s called Frida Kahlo and it’s one of the most stunning restaurants I have ever been in.
I think it’s a chain and there is one other location near Cancun. Of course, it’s dedicated to the Mexican artist Frida Kahlo and her image is everywhere in the restaurant. It’s just stunning.
Mexicans have a wonderful sense of aesthetics. They use colors in amazing ways and everything just pops. Andy and I have walked past this restaurant many times, and I have always been captivated by its design. We knew it would be pricey, and perfect to impress company, so we decided my mom’s visit would be a good time to go. We also read some reviews on TripAdvisor, none great, but I figured the atmosphere would make up for bad food.
Let me just say that atmosphere did not disappoint.
The interior was stunning. And, service was crazy good. Really exceptional. In fact, it was white glove service (our waiter had on white gloves) and everyone was impressed.
Now for the food. It was awful. We had a bad salmon starter, Andy had a bland, flat, tasteless chicken dish and I had marlin (a type of fish) tacos al pastor. Even I, a life-long member of the “big eaters” club didn’t finish my meal. In true mom meat eating spirit she ordered tongue meatballs. Really, she did! She said they were “tongue-y”. I don’t remember what my mom’s friend Ellen had. We finished our meals all feeling quite dejected.
At the end of our completely underwhelming dining experience, the waiter came to our table and said, “as our guest, we would like to invite you to our private dining room to experience gastro mapping.”
Wait….things might be looking up for the evening. I’ve never been invited to gastro mapping. Have you?
We were led to a private room where we sat down at a table for six.
The table had nice white plates on it and a simple white tablecloth underneath.
Then the show started!
We looked down at the white tablecloth and magical shapes and images started appearing, all perfectly timed to music! It was our own, private psychedelic light show!
While we have seen mapping done on the main cathedral in Morelia, we have never seen it done on a table at a restaurant and it was a real treat. It was one of the best four minutes we’ve ever spent in Mexico.
You MUST take a minute to look at the gastro mapping video produced by Frida Khalo restaurant. We left the restaurant in high spirits, not remembering the bad food or high prices. It turned out to be a really nice evening.