Numero seis. "El cocinar en la playa." Historias de Xcalacoco

Self proclaimed as the "last of the palapa trash", I actually stole that description of me from my friend 'Cedar,' I continuously added ways to promote gluttonous behavior, eating that is. I knew that everyone who visited my hide-a-way 'had it in them', I just needed to have the right tools to 'feed it.'

I must say that there is nothing like slaving away at your palapa, in the screened-in corner kitchen while twiddling your toes in the sand and watching the evening light of Cozumel start to reveal the islands palm studded shore, six miles a sea.

Here are a few photo's. When viewing please remember 'alcohol is a food group.'

I guess being alone isn't all that bad, if you have wine, giant prawns, limes, carrots, garlic, olive oil, red onion, rice and ginger........It also helps to have a great view.

Eugene' place, just behind my beach site, always had wood on hand.
This time it was for "sopa del dia."


I called it "sopa de Xcalacoco", made from my 'secret recipe'
and served surrounded with local vegetation.


Sampling the sub-food group, "coco loco's."


I have no idea how those gin and vodka bottles got in with all those wine bottles?



One good thing about having a breakfast like this, you can save a few
shrimp for bait. Like the one's on the napkin next to the hooks and sinkers.

Getting "skewed."

It's whats for dinner, guacamole.

Courtesy of Juan and Lucy during the 'quinceanero party.'

Who says you cant play with your food?

When the aunts arrived so did the goodies.

There was no "catch and release" this day.
I set this up for the kids. By the initial reaction I don't think "bobing for apples"
was something they all had experienced before.

"Beach nachos"

Ala carte, beach style.

Left to right....Mona, Tracy, Jeff, Lisa, Jeff and Larry.

Jicama with limes juice, corn, cilantro and red onion, as sampled by "Juanito."

Pasky at Eugene's.

"Jurel" before grilling, note the spear hole in the large one.

Yes, something for the veg-heads also.

'Got arrachera?' We did!

Everything goes with "Cuban rum,"
even that bottle of tequila that slipped in there.

Mayan style, salted fish.

Just because you are in a palapa it doesn't
mean you can't set a table.