Tonight we had supper in a restaurant frequented by Pancho Villa, back in the day...entirely by ourselves. The restaurant officially opens at 5pm, but most people don't eat until 9pm. Oh well, we were hungry, and the waiter was very kind to us, and let us know what the kitchen could actually make at that ungodly hour. Except he was too polite to put it that way. My meal was steak tacos with mushrooms. Given the number of cows we saw on the way here, beef seemed like a good choice.
Chihuahua would also be an excellent place to get cowboy boots. Many of the stores here sell them...and I think they would mostly be working boots too. We actually saw several cowboys, on horses, complete with boots, hats, and lariats from the highway. Not just a stereotype then.
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