la guadalupana

since moving to houston, we have been on the search for a saturday morning "spot".  in dc, our favorite tradition was visiting our little georgetown patisserie every saturday morning for coffee, breakfast and the newspaper.  having a weekend tradition is fun, and i love starting off a saturday morning together this way.  especially these days, when ww can be found on the golf course for the entirety of weekend days.

one of the most amazing things about texas is the plethora of tex-mex. and particularly, the miracle that is traditional mexican breakfast. breakfast tacos, migas, huevos rancheros, huevos con papas y chorizo, and most importantly, mexican cinnamon coffee -- it is all so delicious, and i would eat it every day if i could.


cue, la guadalapana.  i can't even link to their website, because they don't have one.  but last saturday morning we tried out this little mexican bakery a few blocks away that shares a strip center with a washateria and a food mart.  they serve delicious migas all day long, a complete breakfast menu in the mornings, and, it was rumored, the best mexican coffee in town. they also serve lunch & dinner with a byob policy that lets you buy mexican beers from the food mart next door and bring them over to the patio.


the front of the restaurant is a little bakery with mexican pastries, including to-die-for homemade tres leches.  in the back, there is a small room of tables (as well as tables outside) where you can sit & order from the menu. ww and i both had mexican coffee, and then another cup, and then another... and due to a bit of rough evening the night before, i ordered the vampiro; possibly the best hangover cure in the form of a liquid - a mix of carrot, beet and orange juice.


next we had their chips with delicious red & green salas.  ww ordered the breakfast torta, stuffed with eggs, potatoes, chorizo, and other delicious things.  and i had the migas, which were some of the best i've ever tasted.


this could easily become our new saturday spot, which is a kind of hilarious example of how different our life is here than it was in washington.  we absolutely loved walking the ten blocks to our quaint french patisserie in the middle of georgetown where we over-paid for chocolate croissants and illy coffee.  (in fact we loved it so much that we keep a framed print of patisserie poupon in our new kitchen.)  but these days we love getting in the car to drive the short six blocks to a run-down strip mall in montrose, where we eat dirt-cheap breakfast tacos next door to a washateria & mexican food mart.


such is the fun of living in and adapting to new cities!  and creating new traditions everywhere you go.