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Here in Mazatlan, one often hears Norteamericanos speak wistfully of hard
-to- get grocery items such as fresh croissants and aged camembert, a
nice pint o’ Guinness, gourmet cranberry sauce, whole honey-cured hams,
blueberry pancakes with real maple syrup, and - enough, I’m hungry! Actually,
I couldn’t afford all that good stuff when I was living up there, anyhow.
Now let’s all remind ourselves that there is plenty of fabulous and affordable
food to be found here, so might as well take advantage of what is cheap
and plentiful. Papayas, mangos and pineapples. Limes and coconuts. All
kinds of delicious seafood, especially if you manage to develop a taste
for octopus and calamar. And who needs salmon when marlin abounds? Then
there’s guacamole, fresh tortillas and lots of salsa. And you’ve got to
admit, they have some mighty fine beer. Personally, I tend to patronize
the local Pacifico brewery. It was founded by Germans who obviously knew
what they were doing when it comes to “beir”. Pacifico is tasty, thirst
quenching cerveza that is hard to beat, especially for the price. Of course,
the more high toned Negra Modelo is a fine dark brew for sipping on in
the cool of the evening. XX Ambar, or, better yet, the rare Indio, are
my favorites of the Tecate family. And sometimes it’s worth a little extra
for a “michelada”, a salt-rimmed glass full of ice, lime and maybe a dash
of seasoning, so a beer can
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be savored longer on
a hot day. Adjusting to the beer here does not involve a lot of culture
shock, especially if you like regular old fashioned lager and pilsener
type beer. There are, however, certain idiosyncracies in the retailing
department which take some getting used to. For example, most restaurants,
bars and supers serve either Modelo products, or Tecate products, not
both. If you are a Modelo drinker and you marry someone who prefers a
brand affiliated with Tecate, you will always have something to argue
about any time you try to decide where you go out. Then there is the size
and variety factor. Last time I was in a Washington State gas station,
they had about ten different sizes of beer cans for each brand, plus lite,
dry and whatever, from 12 oz. eye-opener and the 16 oz. bracer, thru 18,
20, 22 and 24 oz. lunch specials, all the way to the Australian whistle
wetter and the Japanese mini-keg. Beers from all over the world. Not to
mention the Northwest microbrews: gingered pear ale, chocolate espresso
stout and raspberry bitters... Here in good old Mazatlan, the bottles
don’t even have twist tops. They come in 3 sizes: big, medium, and why
bother. The cans come in one size. There are a couple of brands to choose
from, and maybe a couple of more in bottles, not available in cans. It
all harkens back to an earlier age, when a beer was just a beer, and life
was simpler. As long as you didn’t misplace the bottle opener.
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