A colleague invited us to his ranch in Allende for a family tradition of harvesting sugar into candy. The day was gloriously warm and nicer after passing a dangerous stretch in Monterrey where black outfitted balaclava clad militia pointed massive freaky guns into our car. Masses of family were there and we were introduced to many cousins, aunties, uncles. Everybody ate through the day while occasionally casting a cursory glance at the massive pot that had bubbling cane juice brewing with orange rind. End of the day after the orange has suffered enough boiling it was then transferred into many little take away boxes, some of which we took away too and marinated with tequila...
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