We love apple picking and all (and scarf weather, and tea), but this weekend we’ve decided to spend some quality time with our daydreams of alternating icy cold sips of Sangrita and tequila.
Does that make us sound like party animals? Let us explain: Food52 loyal MrsWheelbarrow wrote a recent post that makes us, if we weren’t scheming about it already, want to go to Mexico. Tepoztlán, Mexico, that is, to eat hidden eggs and fresh guacamole. And sip tequila. Are you with us yet?
Read on for her account of attending the Under the Volcano writing workshop in Mexico, and if you’re feeling inspired (or if you’re feeling in need of a strong margarita), you’re in luck: we have just the ticket.
Come to Tepoztlán from MrsWheelbarrow’s Kitchen