Leaving Zimpizahua, we headed for Xico. On the way, we crossed a bridge that Roy mentioned was at least a hundred years old. There was no traffic in either direction, so as we crossed I asked Roy if we could stop briefly so I could snap a photo out the window.
Steve did some quick calculations as to the weight of the vehicle plus passengers and made a funny comment about the wisdom of our stopping in the middle of this ancient span. Since we neither caused an accident nor plunged to an early demise, I am dedicating this photo to Steve.
Wending our way through the streets of Xico, we happened upon this young man selling hand carved wooden horses.
Next stop was a little museum where the lady pictured above had a number of displays depicting elaborate scenes with people and animals made from corn husks. These are a few figures that were for sale.
By now we were all ready for lunch. Roy brought us to one of his favorite restaurants in the area, La Molienda, so named because it was once a mill.
Tortillas and salsa were being prepared as we arrived. Everything looked good!
The restaurant was wonderful. Our table overlooked a creek.
Appetizers.
Steve, Pat and Roy ordered trout, which they said was wonderful. Those of you who know me know that I don’t eat anything that lives in the water. I chose the chicken mole. It was good, though perhaps a bit too sweet. The serving was so generous that I was only able to finish about half of what’s on the plate. In the shot glass is a lemon flavored liqueur, and on the left is sarsaparilla. Sarsaparilla is one of the main ingredients of root beer. Locally the drink is made using about a dozen ingredients, then diluted with water. It was very refreshing.
