Before I moved to Mexico City, Crayton and I went to fancy restaurants in Dallas about once a month. (Ah, the joys of two incomes!) I studied which restaurants were new and noteworthy, and we’d get dressed up, take a taxi, order a bottle of wine.
I figured I’d dive into the upscale restaurant scene here, but I haven’t. This is partly because the traditional Mexican food cannon interests me more. But also because: what if it’s not any good? In my experience, Mexico City restaurants have been inconsistent. It’s not worth it when you can get fresh, hot street food every day for a fraction of the price.
That said, on Tuesday, I ignored all my past behavior and booked a table at Oca, a new fancy Mediterranean restaurant in Polanco. Chilango gave it great reviews, and I figured: I’ll try just this once.
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