Day Trip to Tijuana Seafood Festival: You Don't Even Know....

No Going Back Now

I spent this last Sunday not sleeping in like every other Sunday but instead in the closest proximity of the motherland: Tijuana. Thanks to the valiant efforts of Street Gourmet L.A and Jahdiel Vargas, Emma Cruz, and all the people at CANIRAC and COTUCO, an impromptu day trip out to the Seafood Festival was made possible for a few of us. The family oriented free event took place in the Playas area of Tijuana this last Sunday.


Playas: Beach Border Underdog Vacation Destination

And no I was not shot at, I was not mugged, I was not raped--ha ha. Its a damn shame how easy negative rumors get around and somehow substitute the truth. Oh well, more local, fresh seafood for us!


Ni Cual Localvore Ni Nada Hombre

Cesar Escandon of a local restaurant La Cafeteria was churning out the local seafood standards but ever so deftly executed. Like a fresh ceviche made out of swordfish or one made out of octopus and prawns served on artisan Tostadas, here they drizzle mayonnaise on just about everything. I like.


Tostada De Ceviche Local

It wasn't too long before we ran into the quintessential Baja staple though.


The One And Only Baja-Style Fish Taco

Fried twice with a jaggedly crisp, lightly mustard flavored battered. These tacos are generously garnished with raw slivered cabbage, pico de gallo and a milked-down mayo sauce and Guacamole combination, a truly unctuous seafood experience.


Baja Bubbly: Vinicola L.A Cetto

It was time for a water--or wine--break. Meaning, take in the glory of Baja wines. Vinicola Don Cetto is one of the big hitters down in El Valle De Guadalupe, basically the Napa Valley of Baja. This particular sparkling white wine was a tad on the sweeter side for my taste since I usually like my bubbly's on the dryer side but still refreshing nonetheless mang.


Baja Paella: Good Seafood But I Miss My Saffron

Next up was some Paella done in the Baja style as well. Looked way better than it tasted. Basically, this meant nothing but the most pristine seafood flavored rice but without the enticing aroma of saffron. I also wasn't too impressed with the use of short grain fat rice grains and not traditional Paella rice. But SAS! Can't have it all.


The Original Caesar Salad: Born In Tijuana

One of my favorite things of the day was tasting the first and original Caesar Salad from the original hotel that created it itself, the Ceaser's Hotel on Revolucion. Here, the only ingredients were raw egg yolks, Parmesan, olive oil, garlic, anchovies, lemon juice salt and pepper. All are emulsified beautifully to a lush, creamy full bodied dressing that coats romaine lettuces like no other.


Roaming Snack Cart

Another thing I love about Tijuana is the street availability of just about anything, like this roaming 'snack-ero' that slanged everything from Dried Mango In Chamoy to chile powder-roasted fava and garbanzo beans, my munchy favorites.


Young, Tender Fresh Coconut: The Glutster's Poison

The absolute Glutster street snack favorite in Baja though are the freshly cracked, young meat of local coconuts. These taste a lot different than the widely available Thai young coconuts available here in L.A with a more savory flavor spectrum to them, which makes them all the better when doused with lime, chile and chamoy!

And last but not least, Baja style stuffed churros! Actually, I regret to inform you guys that I actually didn't get to gorge on these this time around but nonetheless here they are in all their unabashed sweet, decadent glory. mmmmm


Stuffed Baja Style Churros: Chocolate, Caramel or Vanilla...Choose Your Arteries Poison

And this was only the beginning of the day. See "T.J" isn't that bad now is it?

IX Tijuana Tequila Expo 2009: 3 Day's Straight

Tequila hasn't gotten as much attention as it deserves in my life as a Mexican American. Would had loved to enjoy it in an earlier point in life, but was always subdued by the smallest bottle of East L.A punk youth favorite: Jack Daniels, or even cheaper, despicable Popov vodka, both...straight swigs of course. In between songs in my back yard punk day's, it would do the job.

My earliest memories of Tequila are of chilly Christmas or New Year's eve's, my mom's side of the family would brew Ponche con piquete, a motley winter brew of anything sweet that grows (pomegranates, Jocotes, Guavas, Apples etc) on trees infused with cinnamon tea...along with a generous dash of Sauza blanco, that was the Piquete, the "bite". I would never get a full cup but would always get a thirsty sip from my mom, only for everyone to laugh at me as I cringed and felt the vicious burn run down my esophagus and into my stomach.

It was time to record new memories (and fuzzy ones at that).

In these three day's...it was time to learn bit more about my heritage, I knew there had to be some better Tequilas out there, right?

Thanks again to the strenuous efforts of the foodbloggero elder StreetGourmetLA, we were to spend three days and two short nights stumbling in the illustrious streets of Tijuana, Baja California, drinking and eating our way through town to better understand Mexican culture.

Considered an unofficial "Part II" of our earlier epic Tijuana foodblogger family trip that took place last July, this featured only the truly dedicated bloggers of the last trip, including Food GPS, Gourmet Pigs, Pleasure Palate, Kung Food Panda and Eating L.A, amongst some that only joined us for one short day. Even Chef John Sedlar of the popular Rivera Restaurant in Downtown was spinning inspiration from T.J's great splendors.

A quick crash course in the art of Tequila.

By law, Tequila can only be made in the state of Jalisco, Guanajuato, Michoacan and Tamaulipas and Nayarit. Anywhere else, it can not be labeled Tequila. Nonetheless, Jalisco still controls the market since its one of the few states abundant in rich volcanic soil, perfect for growing the Blue Agave plants. Only after 8-10 years of caring and tending are the piñas (pineapple shaped base) ready to be pulled out, roasted, then extracted of its sweet liquid to be fermented into alcohol.


A fine example of a piña

When cooked, the Mezcal is also a popular inedible snack with a smoky, sugar cane like flavor and texture.






Knowing that I was stepping into a country where the legal drinking age was 18, I was determined to Carpe Diem--FULLY take advantage of all my temporary privileges.



Already, the first taste was a splendid sip.



Los Tres Toños Extra Añejo is aged for three years in bourbon cask and grown in the central lowlands of Amatitlan. This starter shot had noses of molasses and faint dried fruit with sweet Vanillin finishes, only the subtlest burn...not a bad start.


Gimmicky sounding and labeling, but with a respectable taste actually.

Chamuco's ("Demon") Reposado brand, aged six months in white oak barrels with a 38 proof, this taste was quite straightforward with mostly spice notes, smooth, with no throat burn at all.

Per the wisdom of Streetgourmetla, a general rule of thumb is that the hotter the Tequila model, the worse the Tequila will be.



As was the case with this random brand I can't even remember, tasted like motor oil though.

The flavored Tequilas deserved some attention to, being a nice little sweet break from the hardcore tasting.


A refreshingly tart pomegranate infused Tequila from La Pinta brand; lanky, girl-body background courtesy of my profused buzzness enhanced attention to girls.


Feeling Fuzzy, not just picture--

Tequila con Jamaica was stronger than expected, keeping that sweet-tart flavor of it but with that renown burn.

Of the three day's, the showstopper had to be "Volcan De Mi Tierra's" Reposado, aged 6-8 month's. A product of El Arenal, Jalisco, this was a definite underdog; an unexpected small producer with only an old man sporting a handlebar mustache at the table, no ditsy model or fancy engraved bottle in sight.

The nose on this was surprisingly light, not burning the inside of your nostril or making your eyes roll over. It smelled simple, herbaceous, like taking a small whiff of a stalk on a hot, dry day.



The flavor was phenomenal: a crisp, nutty beginning, a fluid, oak-y continuation and alas the sweet, elegant burn tickling your throat--not torching it.

An added bonus, some primordial Pulque!


Cured with Guava: Multiple flavors usually available like Walnut, Tuna etc.

Milky, viscous and tart in texture, Pulque was the original beverage of Mexico with it's earliest records being 200 C.E, 1319 years before the Spanish conquest.

Originally, it was reserved as a purely ritual drink due to the Maguey's sacredness, drunk only by priest's and sacrifice victims to....yeah. It takes a maguey plant twelve years to produce the sap for this wonderjuice. Unlike Tequila which only uses the cooked heart of only the Blue Agave, Pulque is made with the uncooked whole Maguey plant, stalks and all.

It's popularity has decreased severely over the generations, the introduction of European Beer basically killed it off, being given a 'dirty and low class' appeal when the first beer manufacturing plants started showing up in Mexico around the beginning of the 20th Cntury. Now, it's almost completely forgotten.

It is really hard to find this authentic drink outside of Mexico City, Hidalgo and Tlaxcala states--at least the unpasteurized, thick, layered, legit stuff. They sell it now here in the states, but it's pasteurized, sweetened and all that other usual stuff that's done to American products.

Oh well, I fully appreciated it, getting a full glass cup of the luxurious stuff every day I went, and event taking a pint home, illegally.


Just take a gander and behold the Layers of sun kissed complexities

Hasta La Proxima...

Subject: Tequila Expo this weekend in Tijuana...wish me luck, seriously

Disfrutalo!

http://www.expo-tequila.com/

two day's and two nights of educational debauchery!

...all for the sake of knowing my roots of course:)

I wish at least one of my homiez from the hood had their passport so they can join me though!

get your passports now!

NO EXCUSE!

Hasta Luego.