Food! the Super Burro

I'd had a morning filled with way too much exercise (a bike ride, a zumba class and a yoga class), so Larry was kind enough to pick me up at Marina de La Paz and I went with him as he did a bit of shopping for boat stuff. We went to nearly ten shops looking for a particular spark plug to no avail and finally gave up when our growling stomachs told us it was way past lunch time.
We opted to get fuel and a good washing for the car before going back to the boat.  There was a considerable wait for the car wash so we decided to go across the street for something to eat at Super Burro. This was our first time at this establishment although there are a number of them around town. We sat on stools at an outside counter; I had two small quesadillas (no meat, please) and Larry had the super burro, an embarassingly ginormous burrito with beans and steak cubes.  There must have been at least a pound of meat on that burrito and it was, I swear, a foot and a half long.  Larry called it delicious and said it was probably so good because the burro was free range.  He also reminded me that he only had one burrito whereas I had eaten two quesadillas.
One of the things I found annoying about cruisers tales, on DVD or in book or internet form, was the constant reference to food.  "Don't they ever think about anything else?", I'd ask  Larry.  "When we move on the the boat," I assured him,"food just won't be all that important to me." Ha!  Maybe it's the air, maybe it's the delicious Mexican food but whatever it is I have become a food talker, too.

Chilaquilles, potatoes, frijoles, fresh o.j. coffee and of course, tortillas.

From the time we get up in the morning we start discussing our food options for the day.  Will it be coffee, bacon, eggs and sliced tomatoes with tortillas and o.j. eaten on the deck or do we have some business in la centenario which will take us by La Cocina de Maria where we can get the best chilaquilles, superb coffee,  a hot sauce that will burn the inside of your mouth  and eggs cooked exactly the way you like them?  We discuss options in detail and, because any one of the options would be fine with both of us, we come to an agreement with ease.  Now when I talk with adult offspring in other parts of the world I always mange to turn the conversation to my last meal and how good it was.  Honestly, I have actually taken pictures of plates of food!
I don't know if this makes us more a part of the cruising community or not, but it is indeed a way of life for us now, too.