Although it is my favourite colour of all time, this post was inspired by a recent trip, one hour south of Mexico City, to Tepoztlan (or as the locals call it, Puebla Magico). A town where the walls are a rich terracotta and the mountains at sundown become saturated by the earthy hues in the sky. Everywhere I turned, there was Mexican chorizo, chapulines and the smell of fresh tortillas and Itacates grilling. Orange chorizo oil stained my white shirt, the white paper plates and the white paper napkins. Orange in the drink of the street, Micheladas (a new favourite past time of mine). Orange, the colour of harmony was even in the heat of the piercing afternoon sun, toasting my skin. I kept thinking to myself at every moment, 'don't forget this, don't forget this'... but when there was more to absorb, I had to drop my metaphorical souvenirs and see to the next amazing sight, sound and taste.
The dish I made for orange today was in every way an homage to the time I spent in this place of magic. Rich, warm, alive and always comforting with a little spice and forever a squeeze of fresh lime!
