We arrived this afternoon in Las Cruces, a nine-hour drive from San Antonio. That's one L-O-N-G drive, but we stopped in a few places, and started off right with breakfast at Bear Moon Bakery in Boerne.
White-knuckle portion of drive was just outside of Fort Stockton, headed into mountains, when we ran into a torrential rainstorm. That's the most rain we've been in for two years. At times, it was difficult to see out the front windshield. Then we had to try and pass a yutz who kept floating into our lane. Fortunately it didn't last long.
Once we got settled into our hotel, we went looking for some authentic New Mexican food. You would think it's not much different from Tex Mex, but you would be wrong. The dishes sound the same (enchiladas, chile relleno), but the flavorings are totally different. Lots of red and green chile sauces. Plus their enchiladas are flat and served "pancake" style (most of the time).
We ate at La Posta de Mesilla (pictured). We knew we'd picked well; as early as 5:00 pm (6:00 for us Central-time people), there was already a waiting list. It's an old stagecoach stop in historic Mesilla, once the largest town in the southwest between San Diego and San Antonio. I nearly had to take the chips and salsa away from Bruce. They were that good. After some fabulous margaritas, I enjoyed two tostadas compuestas, filled with beans and pork in a flavorful red chile sauce. Bruce had a combination plate with a taco, chile relleno (it had quite a kick!), and an enchilada with a beef and green chile sauce.
White-knuckle portion of drive was just outside of Fort Stockton, headed into mountains, when we ran into a torrential rainstorm. That's the most rain we've been in for two years. At times, it was difficult to see out the front windshield. Then we had to try and pass a yutz who kept floating into our lane. Fortunately it didn't last long.
Once we got settled into our hotel, we went looking for some authentic New Mexican food. You would think it's not much different from Tex Mex, but you would be wrong. The dishes sound the same (enchiladas, chile relleno), but the flavorings are totally different. Lots of red and green chile sauces. Plus their enchiladas are flat and served "pancake" style (most of the time).
We ate at La Posta de Mesilla (pictured). We knew we'd picked well; as early as 5:00 pm (6:00 for us Central-time people), there was already a waiting list. It's an old stagecoach stop in historic Mesilla, once the largest town in the southwest between San Diego and San Antonio. I nearly had to take the chips and salsa away from Bruce. They were that good. After some fabulous margaritas, I enjoyed two tostadas compuestas, filled with beans and pork in a flavorful red chile sauce. Bruce had a combination plate with a taco, chile relleno (it had quite a kick!), and an enchilada with a beef and green chile sauce.
After such a long drive, we're both pretty beat, so an early evening for us. We head to the Hatch Chile Festival tomorrow! We're taking the scenic route up the river road, rather than the boring interstate.
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