Miguel is less done up than its fancier neighbor Condesa, but offers the same bewildering array of architectural styles: Art Deco, Belle Epoque, Hazienda style, the 40's, 50's and some very impressive contemporary buildings. It is a quieter colonia too, though just as green, thanks to the trees lining the streets. A magnificent palm trees was among them. I heard a trumpet being played and soon discovered that an old gentleman was playing here, the moving on, there, for his personal pleasure and to earn a few coins of recognition, I suppose. His music enchanted the neighbourhood.
A hole in the wall restaurant, opened two months ago, caught my eye and I returned to it, after having toured some more blocks. One rather long, rectangle of a room, with a long, uninterrupted table invited passersby to eat at 'Comedor'. I only had a cappuccino, but shall be back for more. Aiming to cross the wide highway at another point, I noticed a ream of flags cutting across the highway. Who had put them up, connecting the high-rise apartment block with a lamp post?
Returned to Condesa, I stumbled on a teeny-weeny patisserie instead, where I bought a baguette and two tartelettes. On that street corner, a makeshift taco stand served the neighbors, who sat down on plastic chairs and tables under an awning, to enjoy their snack. On the opposite corner, a pick-up truck-cum-food vendor offered Oaxacan delicacies. Not a block in Mexico City without some culinary offering!
