Yucatecan and better here than on the coast: cochinita pibil, longaniza de Valladolid, papadzules, and lomitos. The Bazar Municipal on the plaza does all of it for nothing; the restaurants on the Calzada do it slowly and with wine.
Chiapanecan and plain: tamales in banana leaf, pozol (a cold maize drink that is an acquired taste), and the comedores on the main street. The restaurants in the jungle lodges at El Panchán do better than the town.
Highland Chiapas: sopa de pan, tamales de bola, and coffee grown a few valleys away that is some of the best in Mexico. The market for the produce, the comedores off the Real de Guadalupe for the rest, and the mercado de dulces for sweets.
Gulf seafood and the Campechano kitchen: pan de cazón (shark and black beans in tortillas), camarones al coco, and pámpano. The market for breakfast, and the restaurants on Calle 59 for the evening.
This is the point of the trip. Seven moles, tlayudas the size of a bicycle wheel, chapulines — toasted grasshoppers with lime and chilli — and quesillo, the string cheese. Eat in the market comedores. Mezcal here is not a cocktail ingredient; it is sipped, and the good ones are not exported.
The reason to come. Cochinita pibil from a market stall before nine; sopa de lima; papadzules; relleno negro; and panuchos in the evening on the plaza. Eat at Lucas de Gálvez market and at the small places in Santiago rather than on the Paseo.
Simple and good: panuchos and salbutes from the plaza in the evening, fish from the lagoon, and marquesitas — a crisp rolled crêpe with cheese, which sounds wrong and is not. The restaurants on the Costera charge for the view.
Oaxacan cooking that arrived at the coast: tlayudas at night, pescado a la talla, and the market at Rinconada. The Zicatela strip is priced for visitors; the comedores in the old town are not.
Mole poblano was invented in a convent here; chiles en nogada in the autumn, when the pomegranates come; cemitas from the market; and camotes for afterwards. Eat at the Mercado del Carmen and on the Callejón de los Sapos.
Enchiladas mineras, the miners’ dish; guacamaya, a pork-rind sandwich with salsa; and strawberries with cream from carts in the Jardín. The market at Hidalgo for the rest.
Torta ahogada — a pork sandwich drowned in chilli sauce — is the city’s, and it is eaten standing up. Birria, carne en su jugo, and tejuino from a cart. Chapultepec and Santa Tere for the modern end.
Shrimp, in every form, from the Pacific’s biggest shrimp port: aguachile, tacos gobernador (which was invented here), and pescado zarandeado. The Mercado Pino Suárez in the morning; the Plazuela Machado in the evening.
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Pozole verde on a Thursday, which is the town’s weekly institution; jumiles, a stink bug eaten live or ground into salsa, for the brave; and the fondas around the plaza. The restaurants with the view charge for it.
Enchiladas queretanas, gorditas de migajas, and a good restaurant scene in the centro that costs half what San Miguel charges. The wine route to the north is now genuinely worth a day.
Michoacán is one of Mexico’s great kitchens: carnitas from Quiroga, corundas, uchepos, and sopa tarasca. The Mercado de Dulces for ate and cajeta; the fondas behind the cathedral for the rest.
Street tacos are the highlight and are safe at busy stalls with high turnover — al pastor, suadero, carnitas. Book Anthropology Museum time and eat at a fonda for a cheap set lunch (comida corrida).
Fish tacos — Baja’s own invention — from a stand rather than a restaurant; chocolate clams; and almejas tatemadas. The malecón restaurants for the view, the streets behind for the price.
Coastal Oaxacan: pescado a la talla, tamales de iguana if you are curious, and the coffee from the sierra, which is the region’s real product. The comedores on the La Crucecita plaza rather than the hotel strip at Tangolunda.
Birria, and the carnitas stalls on the plaza. Most visitors eat where they taste; the fondas behind the church are better and cheaper. Do not plan an afternoon.
Tacos al pastor from a trompo on Calle 30 rather than on the Quinta, where the same taco costs three times as much; cochinita pibil from a market stall in the morning, because it sells out; and ceviche from the fish places behind the ADO station.
Fish tacos and ceviche on the Rueda Medina; the little comedores on Avenida Juárez, where the islanders eat, rather than the restaurants on Hidalgo; and Tikin Xic, the achiote-grilled fish, at the south end.
Cochinita pibil at the market in the morning; the Mexican places on Avenida 30 rather than the ones facing the cruise pier; and the east-coast shacks, which do fried fish and a beer with nobody else around.
Fish on a stick from the beach vendors, birria in the morning, and the best restaurant scene on this coast in the Zona Romántica. The Olas Altas market on Saturdays; the taco stands on Basilio Badillo at midnight.
A restaurant town for its size, and priced accordingly: fish, mole, and a good bakery. The taco stands on the highway are what the town actually eats.
Eat in downtown Cancun (Parque de las Palapas area), not the hotel zone. Try cochinita pibil tacos, salbutes, and marquesitas.
Lobster pizza is the island’s odd speciality and it is good; fish tacos from the shacks on the plaza; and the ceviche, which is what the fishermen eat. Everything is dearer than the mainland because everything arrives by boat.
Fish tacos from the carts on the plaza, and the market on Fridays. The restaurants on the beach are priced for visitors; the streets a block back are half.
Yucatecan food is its own cuisine: cochinita pibil slow-roasted in achiote, panuchos, sopa de lima. The good and cheap version is in the town, not on the beach road, where a taco can cost eight times what it costs four kilometres inland.
Baja fish tacos — battered, fried, with cabbage and crema — were invented on this peninsula and the roadside stands do them better than the resorts. Chocolate clams from the Sea of Cortez, and the wine from Valle de Guadalupe, which almost nobody outside Mexico has heard of.
The most restaurant-dense town of its size in Mexico, and priced for the people who moved here. The market and the fondas behind it do the same food for a fifth; the Tuesday market is where the town shops.