Only about 10 months late on this one, but I caught my first foul ball and then celebrated our national pastime with some patriotic nachos.

Delicious spicy strips. Would eat again on a layover.

A few more shots from around town. Zihua was quiet in the off season but there were still some pretty good eats to be had.

Frozen mezcalita. Smoky and delicious. Una chelada for Mrs. Nachojawn.

This place was awesome. Time for some more breakfast margaritas.

The ceviche in Zihua is called tiritas de pescado and it’s delicious. Fish, lime, onion and serrano peppers.

Sopes, chilaquiles two ways and shrimp tacos

With this view, it’s hard to move, but we did do some good eating in town.

Breakfasts were great – fresh juices coming in at around a buck.

It was a little toasty, but Mrs. Nachojawn had a light breakfast

I had the breakfast tacos along with a couple of breakfast margaritas.

After one breakfast it was time to carb up at the pasteleria.

Horrible.

These were the “ground beef” nachos. Chips with a cut up hamburger on top. Tons of lettuce. I couldn’t find any cheese. My tacos had pools of oil on them. One of my least favorite meals ever. Garbage.

.48/5 pickled  jalapeños. (Easily a new record low score) Do not eat these, there have to be better options.

It’s in Willow Grove but I’m not giving you an address because I don’t want you to go.

After a solid few days eating around Mexico City, it was time for a street tamale, and to catch a plane to Zihuatenejo.

Dear Red. If you’re reading this, you’ve gotten out. And if you’ve come this far, maybe you’re willing to come a little further. You remember the name of the town, don’t you?

Zihuatanejo.

Do you know what the Mexicans say about the Pacific? They say it has no memory. That’s where I want to live the rest of my life, a warm place with no memory.

After one of the better meals of my life, it was time for a couple beers.

After a couple hours, it was time for another of the best meals of my life. We had seen tacos de arabe on Ugly Deliciousa and I had to have this taco/gyro hybrid.

Mrs. Nachojawn almost missed out, but since we are still talking about these like 10 months later, it’s safe to say she does not regret ordering one up.

Quintonil is on a bunch of lists for the top restaurants in the world. I get it.

Go eat at Quintonil. It’s really good.

While it looks like it’s just outside the center of town, it was a solid half-hour ride down to Sud 777. The restaurant has a terrace and patio, although it was raining when we got there.

Burrata in salsa verde

Some sort of terrine

This ash-crusted octopus was great. Served with piquillo pepper and Xcatic sauce.