Guelaguetza Restaurant is a great place to get Comida Oaxanena in Koreatown. Outside, on Olympic at Normandie, there are Korean signs and banks and restauants in every direction. Inside, it’s an Oaxacan paradise. I’m there to celebrate Debbie’s birthday. There are fifteen of us, including several cats from Amoeba.
Remember how I said just a couple days ago that I want to eat some crickets, and how Memo Pisa El Lodo told me where I could find a plac with insects on the menu? Sheer coincidence. Here I am. And for some reason, I decide against the Chapulines (next time) but I do order a shot of Mezcal Con Escorpion. It’s mezcal. With a scorpion in the bottle. You’ve undoubtedly seen the more ubiquitous Mezcal Con Gusano (with the worm.) This stuff’s got a scorpion.
It’s tasty and bears a punch like velvet wrapped around a sledge hammer. Debbie, the birthday girl, orders herself a shot as well. Nick and I notice that the scorpion is swimming in the last shot of the bottle, so I decide to order one more shot so I could at least eat an arachnid, if not an insect.
But guess what? I don’t get to do that either. Somehow in the excitement, it ends up in front of Debbie. Since she’s the birthday girl, I withdraw my bid for the spiky exoskeleton and she downs it herself.
“Intrusive,” is her review.
I’ll try again next time. In the meantime, I’ve got this nice pic to tide me over:
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That’s just gross.
I’m with mom.