Weekend Wandering: Evins Mill
Until this pandemic is officially behind us, I plan on making the most of this situation or least distracting myself from it. I can’t say that I’m the most outdoorsy person. Call me cliche or high-maintenance for that matter, but camping for days on end without wi-fi, air conditioning or running water is not something I’m excited about.
Mexico City is one of those places where deciding where you want to eat turns into a full-blown existential crisis. How does one choose between following the hypnotic swirl of al pastor on a spit or the sizzle of a street-side quesadilla? Or should you surrender to the elegance of one of the many fine dining spots where chefs are transforming local ingredients into works of art?