Last on my list is provisioning for fruits and vegetables. Thanks to Diane on Ceilydh and all of those puddle jumpers before us, I have hit the mother load. One of my worries has been how I was going to get vegetables that would last more than a few days. The tiendas here always sell good veggies, but they need to be eaten within a day or two of buying them. Where was I going to find green tomatoes?
It turns out, there is a warehouse in town that opens its doors twice a week at 6:00 pm to supply all of the local restaurants. It is filled with green veggies and fruits. And I mean FILLED.
For those of you in LaCruz (or possibly doing the jump next year), as you walk to Philo’s you’ll see some red tables always set out at night for tacos. Turn right at the road right before those tables. On the left you’ll see some warehouse doors. They open on Sunday night and Wednesday or Thursday night (there’s debate about that and I personally haven’t checked it out on those nights) and you can buy as much as you want.
So today was the day… I started off my day visiting the Sunday market close to the marina here and bought up the smoked mozzarella and smoked cheddar. I made my way to the pesto stand and bought a few containers of some of the best pesto I’ve ever eaten. It freezes well and goes great over pasta, so I’m planning on that being one of our easier dinners within the first few days while we’re getting acclimated.
Andy took some friends to Mega (we still have our rental car) to buy their groceries while Jake and I stayed on the boat and watched movies. He was up sick all night and I thought it was best to keep his cooties on the boat today.
This evening, I took our neighbors who are leaving the same day as us to the warehouse to get our vegetables. I can’t believe I didn’t take my camera. It was so much fun to go through the bags and bags of beautiful produce. For about $100, I got apples, oranges, limes, lemons, peppers of all kinds, watermelon, lettuce, grapes, chayote, onions, potatoes, and the list goes on and on…hopefully, enough for the next three weeks. (Now the trick is to figure out how to store all this stuff and keep it from going bad.) The night was going so beautifully until it was time to leave.
“Where are the keys?” someone asked.
“I gave them to Jobie when he started loading the car” I responded
“SH#&^@” and someone took off running.
Apparently, Jobie was on his way to Sayulita to see his wife, not to return until tomorrow.
I was sitting on our neighbor’s boat using their phone to call the rental company to try to get a new key when I heard Jobie outside our boat talking to Andy. He had gotten as far as Bucerias and reached in his pocket for change and found the key.
No harm done. The veggies are resting and we are heading that way ourselves. Tomorrow is our last day to do the last minute things before checking out with the port captain on Tuesday.
2 more days…