About 20 minutes later we were on the patio eating fresh tortillas with queso fresco (which is made in San Miguel by Aminta), and drinking a herbal tea María made from a lemon grass plant in her front yard. With the beautiful view of the valley, I was speaking in Spanish to this beautiful family and enjoying the delicious food. By 9:00 am I was walking back home with a full belly and a huge sense of self. I had just made a connection with another culture deeper than I had initially realized. All the things I consumed for breakfast were made in San Miguel, and I had learned to make each from women who had learned from past generations family recipes for cheese, tortillas and tea. It was a beautiful moment, and María has invited us back for a meal on Tuesday.
Unfortunately I am not sure they enjoyed their stay with us as much as we girls did. The rooster started crowing at 3:30 am, prohibiting them a good nights sleep, and Joe Montana got stung by a wasp on the eye lid, which I hear is still swollen. By 7:30am Joe and Largo had started their hike into the valley.
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