We found a new place to have breakfast. I had mosh, a watery porridge. Mosh is a milky oatmeal beverage served for breakfast in Guatemala and some other Central American countries. Unlike in the US and Britain, it is simmered for a long time with lots of liquid, making it drinkable. In this version, we soak the oats overnight, so that they cook more quickly in the morning.
If you want to try it at home you will need ½ cup rolled oats (quick cooking will also work), 2 ½ cups of milk (we used low-fat milk, but any milk, including almond or soy, will do), 1 teaspoon agave syrup or honey and ¼ tsp cinnamon.
INSTRUCTIONS
1. Combine the oats and 2 cups milk in a large jar or bowl, then refrigerate, covered, overnight.
2. In the morning, bring the mixture to a low boil, then reduce heat to low and cook, stirring frequently, until creamy (about 15 minutes).
3. When oatmeal reaches desired consistency (it should be drinkable), add the remaining ½ cup milk, agave and cinnamon, and stir over low heat for 1 more minute.
4. Serve in two mugs.
This is an Oldways Whole Grains Council recipe, courtesy of Kelly Toups.
I was pleased to find that they served the nasty brown frijoles (refried beans) in a separate dish, so it was optional.
At the hotel we did some more laundry and chatted to Eric and Diana, the Dutch couple. Later we went to the market and had fun buying avocado, pears and eggs. Avocados cost only 15 centavos and eggs were 19 centavos.
Back at the hotel there was a commotion as the Aussie girls arrived to find a room. They left to go horse riding and arranged to meet us later at the sauna. We buggered around for a while, killing time, then set off to the sauna.
We walked up passed the Estadio Pensativo Football Stadium and along the dusty road to Jocotenango (alternate: Xocotenango; translation from Kaqchikel: "place of many plums") which is a small municipality in the northeast section of Guatemalan department of Sacatepéquez and is situated north of Antigua Guatemala. It has seven zones, two villages, and one hamlet.
We passed a drunk man who was sitting down pissing on his jean-clad legs. They do like a shant (getting drunk) here, these locals. Last night we encountered one scrobbling about on his hands and knees with coins tumbling from his pockets.
Also, on most nights you encounter at least one fellow sliding home along the wall or hugging a lamppost. We found the sauna and health food shop just before the village square. It was good to sit in the steamy heat in our green togas and then leap into the cold shower.
We got really clean at last and got dressed wet as we had no towels, but we soon got dried out in the evening sun walking back. We ate with the Dutch couple Eric and Diana in the Suchow Chinese Restaurant and were joined by Tom and Laars.
The evening was spent fairly uneventfully drinking in Mio Cid’s with John, the Northern Irish journalist and a Swedish loner. We met Urkan and Sabine and said that we would meet them later in “El Tarro” but when we got there it was shut and so we moved on to “Moscas y Miel” but they wouldn’t admit us as they were (understandably) just closing at 01:30 hrs. on Monday morning. We went back to bed.
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