Life stories around the table at Los Poblanos
Twenty years is almost half my life, mostly happy. If you think that building your own business is a journey of self-growth, becoming, well… How about marriage and love? It gets beautiful, it gets ugly, and I will leave it at that!
This is a big deal for me. My parents’ divorce was not pretty (if any is for that matter) and left behind a few wounds regarding self-confidence and self-love.
Nevertheless, here we are. I am grateful to Pedro, who helped re-wire my feelings and emotions around this subject, never gives up on me. Love the beautiful life we built together!
Embrace the unexpected
You have an important date to celebrate. You make plans. You pick gifts and experiences, a cute outfit, you set up expectations, then… things don’t turn precisely how’d you imagined. Life happens, right?
Living in Albuquerque, New Mexico, the land where it is sunny all year round, who’d guess that exactly when we are going out for dinner, a massive (for Albuquerque standards, of course) snowstorm would start?Nothing like our wedding day, cold but sunny, and the following honeymoon in Tulum, Mexico. Nope, this year, we were surprised by snow. Lots of it!
I sigh as I look at my family, for a moment, I didn’t want to go out–I love Spring and Summer, warm weather and sunshine. I resisted the urge of staying inside I put my wonder woman cape (after all this is a big deal for me), and despite the not so good weather forecast and without knowing how the conditions would stand for safe traveling, off we went!
Baby, it’s warm inside.
Once inhabited by Ancestral Pueblo peoples, Los Poblanos Historic Inn & Organic farms is a place like no other here in Albuquerque. It is not only known by the inebriating lavender fragrances and ravishing fields, but it’s where you can eat OMG so delicious farm-to-table food. In a nutshell, it’s the nirvana for all senses.
Once we arrive, we didn’t regret coming all that way with nasty weather conditions. Outside was quiet, we could only hear the sound of the snow falling, which was slowly settling on the ground, and the lavender fields becoming a peaceful white blanket.
Our stories around the table
Inside, we totally forgot what was going on the outside.
The ritual of sitting down a table to eat it is as much as culture as it in our DNA. It as a way of establishing a human connection, gather experiences, conversations happening. That is what Los Poblanos provided that day.
Not forgetting about the food & drinks, we never know what to pick as everything sounds like heaven. Still, we settled by the one of a kind Lavender 99 and the Campo margarita–more future celebrations are needed to taste everything on the menu. And, don’t get me started with the starters, Aguachile, Ash-Roasted Vegetable Tostada & the Blue Corn Hushpuppies are all out of this world.
As the meal continued, the entres picked–the Mole Amarillo and the Lamb Pibil Pappardelle were eaten very fast that day; the conversations turned to the people serving us. The water lady (as she called herself) was from Guatemala and has a son of Fran’s age. You know, parents always love to talk about their kids. The other lady loves cats and was dying to play in the snow after her shift ended.
In the course of a simple meal, you feel the mood changing; people start relaxing and opening up, creating warmness on such a cold day. All senses and love coming together. The metamorphosis, we don’t feel the same, and maybe we aren’t.