Well, That Was Exciting

From The Money Pit:

Anna: Well, the turkey’s done.
Walter: So’s the kitchen. Actually, it’s a little overdone for my tastes. Let’s not go there again.

I decided to make a potato gratin for dinner. I’d tried that once, but couldn’t get the oven knob to turn. Janet managed to get it going and I have propane, so I thought I was good to go.

The stove here is very basic, running only on propane, same as my RV range, so I figured that lighting it would be easy. I couldn’t see the element, but there was an obvious opening for where I stuck in my lighter and, woosh, the oven lit.

I lit a burner to heat up the cast iron pan and went to the fridge to dig for potatoes, onions, and bacon when I heard a loud bang. I went back to the stove and saw that the whole rear of it was lit up! There were no flames, but the wall appeared to be glowing (reflection).

I quickly cut the gas to the oven and saw that the flame had gone off on the burner, too.

After waiting five minutes, I lit the burner again. Since I got propane the other day, I’ve noticed that the burners haven’t been very hot and it’s taken ages to cook stuff. Well, this time around, the burner lit up properly and quickly heated up my pan!

I wonder if maybe there was some sort of obstruction in the gas pipe that got cleared when I lit the oven… I’m not keen to try to light it again, that’s for sure! And I need a fire extinguisher!

Walking Mazatlán’s Malecón

I didn’t have anything pressing to do today, so I decided to hop over to Maz and walk a little of its famous malecón (oceanside boardwalk). I headed out around 10:00 after a Skype call with my mother.

The plan was to walk until I was ready to drop and then take a pulmonía back to the panga. This map roughly illustrates the route that I took, a total of about 10KM (6.21 miles).

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I’m really glad that I did this route and then traced it because it’s really helping me get orientated. Maz’s roads run diagonally to the compass points. I am definitely getting to know my way around to a point, but not the most direct routes.

From the panga, I headed to Olas Altas Boulevard the way that I knew to go, through the Mercado and by the cathedral. I, of course, stopped for ice cream! 🙂

The vendor offered me strawberry and vanilla. I said that strawberry was fine and did he have prune? Yup. For my third flavour, I said I wanted more fruit, not vanilla, and he proposed mandarin. Great! I asked for the prune on the bottom and after some reflection and nearly going for the strawberry next, he decided that the mandarin should be in the middle. Gosh I love that stuff, more like sorbet than ice cream, and not too sweet. At 20 pesos, it’s an affordable treat!

I did have another reason to go this way, wanting to stop into a bookstore on Constitución between Plaza Machado and Olas Altas, hoping to find a verb conjugation book. The clerk said they didn’t have any and wasn’t keen on telling me where else in the city I might find one.

From there, it was a few blocks to the Malecón. I walked till I was ready to drop, taking photos of interesting things. There were a few vendors near Olas Altas, but there soon really wasn’t much, to my surprise, just endless miles of beachfront walking with some beachside seafood restaurants.

I made it all the way to the touristy ‘Golden Zone.’ I was hungry by this point, but the only open restaurants I found were Gringo-oriented ones that were very pricey. Anything that would appeal more to locals opened later since Mexicans eat a late lunch. I wasn’t that keen on eating out, so I flagged down a pulmonía to take me back to the panga.

There were tons of pulmonías on that boulevard and many had stopped for me, so I figured that now that I wanted one, they’d be elusive. Nope! I got one in under a minute (so much easier than hailing a cab on Broadway in Manhattan!).

I’d done my research and knew two things. 1) Get the price before getting in. 2) The ride shouldn’t cost more than 60 pesos and I should expect, as a tourist, to be quoted 70 or more and then have to bargain.

So I asked how much to get to the panga, specifying the north one off of Emilio Barragán, and was told 50 pesos! Perfect, no bargaining required! We had a brief chat before it got too noisy and then the driver played loud music. He had a much more direct route back to the panga, but it was still quite a drive. That was a lot of walking!

Back on the Isla side, I picked up some tortillas and had three before I even got home. 🙂

The whole trip cost me less than 7CAD and I got some exercise and to see new things. It was really nice to go to Maz just to go, with no plans to shop or eat out or spend much money.

First steps on the Malecón. :)

First steps on the Malecón. 🙂

I love the bright colours of the buildings here.

I love the bright colours of the buildings here.

And the tilework!

And the tilework!

More gorgeous tiles!

More gorgeous tiles!

Homes literally carved into the cliffs.

Homes literally carved into the cliffs.

 And a bridge.

And a bridge.

The devil's cave.

The devil’s cave.

This part of the walk is dedicated to Sri Chinmoy, an Indian spiritual leader. This is the first time I've heard of him outside of Ottawa.

This part of the walk is dedicated to Sri Chinmoy, an Indian spiritual leader. This is the first time I’ve heard of him outside of Ottawa.

Dolphin statues.

Dolphin statues.

The fancy resorts off in the distance.

The fancy resorts off in the distance.

A poem is born in your smile.

A poem is born in your smile.

Birds of pray of some kind.

Birds of pray of some kind.

This one's apparently a hermit.

This one’s apparently a hermit.

The world needs people who love what they do.

The world needs people who love what they do.

This ad made me laugh. This dog is wondering how he can teach humans to keep Maz clean!

This ad made me laugh. This dog is wondering how he can teach humans to keep Maz clean!

The marine science faculty of the Sinaloa Autonomous University.

The marine science faculty of the Sinaloa Autonomous University.

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The resorts are getting closer!

The resorts are getting closer!

Lots of fishing boats (and a really unpleasant smell).

Lots of fishing boats (and a really unpleasant smell).

No Jack Sparrow in sight.

No Jack Sparrow in sight.

The verb molestar means to disturb, not to molest!

The verb molestar means to disturb, not to molest!

Antonio Haas theatre.

Antonio Haas theatre.

First sign I've seen for the Golden Zone.

First sign I’ve seen for the Golden Zone.

The famous fisherman's monument.

The famous fisherman’s monument.

It features the lighthouse, which is on my must visit list.

It features the lighthouse, which is on my must visit list.

I thought Banjercitos are only at the border!

I thought Banjercitos are only at the border!

I was really hoping to find the famous pulmonía monument!

I was really hoping to find the famous pulmonía monument!

They're not golf karts, but sure look like them!

They’re not golf karts, but sure look like them!

The resorts are getting REALLY close.

The resorts are getting REALLY close.

Maz has a casino.

Maz has a casino.

Funny translation

Funny translation

Maz bus depot thataway. And then, in tiny letters, as an afterthought, please fasten your seatbelts.

Maz bus depot thataway. And then, in tiny letters, as an afterthought, please fasten your seatbelts.

Melancholy is incompatible with bicycling.

Melancholy is incompatible with bicycling.

Sitting in the pulmonía.

Sitting in the pulmonía.

View from the pulmonía.

View from the pulmonía.

Pelican on the Maz side.

Pelican on the Maz side.

More pelicans on the Maz side.

More pelicans on the Maz side.

My Kitchen On Isla

My kitchen on Isla is proving to be just adequate. I know that I’m spoiled by my just about perfect for me kitchen in Miranda so my standards are high, but there are serious issues with this kitchen. I’m not a fussy cook who needs a ton of equipment, but if I’m going to be living somewhere for a few months, I’m a little more particular.

First, the good stuff about this kitchen. The fridge is huge, newish, and runs cold. The stove has four burners and an oven and, most importantly, runs on gas. The microwave is super powerful and may actually get me hooked on making some things in the microwave. There’s more counter space than I’m used to having. There are some nice pots and pans and all the absolute basics, like plates, cups, utensils, and serving bowls.

But… considering the size of this house, the amount of storage in the kitchen is absolutely ridiculous and inadequate (and, yes, I know that it apparently has more storage than the average Mexican home). Unfortunately, the unit between the fridge and stove was left out in the damp and smells absolutely mildewy. I would not feel comfortable storing anything in it.

So much potential for storage, but the smell is terrible. :(

So much potential for storage, but the smell is terrible. 🙁

Same thing with the cavernous under sink storage area. I’m fine with storing empty totes and my water bottle there, but forget using it for food storage.

The cabinet above the counter is adequate for storing food prep items, but there’s a serious lack of pantry space.

I've filled this cabinet to the brim!

I’ve filled this cabinet to the brim!

The pots and pans are nice (I LOVE the wok-type pan), but there’s no lids for the smaller pots. The plates and bowls are plastic, which is already staining. I am going to pick up a single setting in china because there’s no way I’m going to make it through the winter without ruining those plates. I also need a decent sized mixing bowl and I’d like something other than my cast iron pan as ovenware.

I also dislike that there’s only a single bowl sink, but at least it’s big and deep.

But my biggest complaint is that the kitchen is so far from the water heater that I can let the water run for a half hour and it never gets hotter than tepid. I’ve been heating a bowl of water in the microwave to do my dishes. It’s a pain when I’m washing up a lot of things, like I did tonight.

When I was packing back home, I made the decision to bring quite a bit of kitchen stuff, including my beloved cast iron pan, a lot of my cooking utensils like tongs and serving spoons (the ones here are plastic, which I dislike, so good call!), and my food processor.

I wish I had known to bring a colander (bought one), a cheese grater (for shredding veggies), a chopping knife, china place settings, a mixing bowl, a Pyrex dish for oven cooking, and my pots.

A pantry would make the single biggest difference to this kitchen. I am thinking of suggesting to the landlady that I could pick up a pantry cabinet at Walmart or Home Depot and seeing if she’d be willing to take that off my rent. There’s plenty of room for one.

Even though this kitchen is far from ideal, I’m making it work! I took advantage of being able to cook again by making quite a spread for dinner.

Haven't had to use the four burners yet. I rarely use all three burners at home; not enough space on my stove! :)

Haven’t had to use the four burners at the same time yet. I rarely use three burners at home; not enough space on my stove for that many pots and pans! 🙂

The veggies are carrots, chayote, and white onion, with some spices. There’s also rice cooked in chicken broth. Finally, there’s the chicken that I purchased today. I cubed it with my kitchen shears (which I brought!) and marinated it in soy sauce, lime juice, a bit of sugar, and a roughly chopped red onion, adding a bit more soy sauce at the end.

Fun fact about chicken in Mexico: it’s corn fed, so the meat is kind of pale orangey and the fat is bright yellow! I’m glad I knew that or I would have been quite concerned about my chicken today! At any rate, it was very flavourful and moist!

Yummy dinner. I was getting a little tired of 'Mexicany' flavours.

Yummy dinner. I was getting a little tired of ‘Mexicany’ flavours.

All whining aside, I’m really glad to have a kitchen I can use here, remembering all too clearly the dingy kitchen in the apartment I rented in Lethbridge for the ’11 to ’12 winter. I can tell that this place wasn’t designed or set up for someone who does a lot of cooking. I’ll make do this year and if I come back, I’ll know what to pack!

Buying Meat on Isla

I haven’t cooked any meat on Isla, beyond reheating chicken. Buying meat at the City Deli was intimidating (you can’t see what you’re buying), I only just started going to Maz and so I haven’t explored meat buying options there too closely, and I’ve been out of propane for ages and unable to cook.

Well, those of you on Facebook know that my propane was refilled last night, so I can cook! AND Isla has a brand new sparkling clean butcher shop right by the basketball court. I headed over there first thing this morning to check out what they have.

I’m still fairly new to the world of meat purchasing outside of nice neat supermarket packages, or, rather, I haven’t done it in about twenty years, since I was cooking and shopping for my dad regularly. So all that to say, I had no idea what I was looking at in the display case. I therefore said that I wanted pork and chicken breasts and was told to come back around 2:00.

So that’s what I did and there was more stuff in the display case. I bought 1/4 kilo of chicken breasts (0.5 pounds, which turned out to be two BIG breasts, enough for four meals at least). I was offered some choice for the pork, but the only cut that I know is chuleta (chop) so that’s what I asked for, also 1/4 kilo, which netted me a frozen giant bone-in chop.

The chop’s in my freezer and I’m going to cook up all the chicken today because it already has a bit of an odour I’m not used to. I’m sure it’s fine, but I don’t want to delay cooking it.

Total cost? 40 pesos for the chicken, 50 for the pork, for a grand total of 7.25CAD or 6.38USD… I’m going to have a heart attack at my first grocery bill back in Canada.

Mazatlán Suits Me

One of the biggest compromises I made when I purchased my property was that I can’t walk to anything, like a bar, food store, or coffee shop. I was really hoping to find something on the outskirts of a town about the size of Assiniboia, but still within walking distance, but Haven was just too good of a deal with big investment potential.

Isla de la Piedra, early morning noise notwithstanding, is pretty dang close to what I was hoping to find in Canada, but even better because there is also a very large full service city right at my door step. I have life in a small vibrant village with most of the basic services I need, but I can also walk and take public transportation to everything that I’m missing on Isla.

I work at a desk all day and try to get out to walk several times if I can. At Haven, that means a walk to the post office or around the block or perhaps mowing the lawn when I have grass. It’s very limiting and not particularly fun. Isla has miles of beach, tons of small streets to explore, and if I have time for a longer break, Maz is less than 15 minutes away. I don’t really bother stocking up on anything because stores are so close that a 10-minute break from my desk can mean picking up tortillas or a block of cheese at the store.

Maz feels like a very approachable city for its size. The downtown core is very walkable and there is tons of inexpensive public transportation. I think pulmonias would be great when I’m carrying heavy groceries to the panga, but I plan to learn the bus route to go to Walmart, Soriana, and the cinema. The city is clean and the parts I have visited do not have many panhandlers or homeless people. There are some sellers who will approach you, but it’s not at all a gauntlet like the ones you have to pass in border towns.

I doubt I would like Maz in summer (too hot and humid!), but the winter climate is wonderful. Today was really hot, but the nights are cool and comfortable for sleeping. My house does not retain heat, so it’s always cooler inside than out.

A lot of people told me that I would not like Maz because it is such a gringo destination, but living in the village next to Mexicans, shopping as they do, and speaking Spanish really makes we wonder how much more real Mexico can get. I have no regrets about my winter destination and am pretty sure I’ll end up spending another winter here…