During our travels, we tend to focus on eating as part of the overall experience.
Usually, we research a few restaurants ahead of time nearby places we know we’ll be visiting, not wanting to leave good food to chance.(Thanks, Trip Advisor!)
Often really great places can be found going just a little bit off the beaten path.
But we’re spontaneous too if we see something that looks good, fun, or interesting.There’s more to say about this at the end.
Like all our trips, Cancun had some really nice food. Here’s a peek at some of our favorites. (You can see my post about favorite meals in Ireland here.)
Green chili enchiladas at Piknik
Churros at Parque Las Palapas Night Market
Chilaquiles at Sanborns
Gazpacho and chicken tacos at Rooster Café on Isla Mujeres
Piggy cookies from a bakery
Everything we ate above was delicious and we suffered no ill effects from it.
Unfortunately, we did have one negative food experience on the last night of our trip, which I take full responsibility for. I knew the risk I was taking and I did it anyway. Sean was against the idea the whole time…
Crispy Haus, it was called. It was a food truck with a 1950s theme.
“Everything Crispy, Crunchy, and Crusty” was its motto and we passed it every time we walked from our airbnb to the bus station in the center of Cancun.
They played 1950s music and the waitresses wore pink uniforms. It just looked like it could be a fun experience, but I know, I know! Nothing good could from a food truck with “crusty” in the motto…
We ordered fries, a chicken burger, and a chocolate milkshake.
The fries and burger were okay, but that milkshake.
Let’s just say I don’t think it was made from ice cream or milk or even chocolate.
I don’t know what it was.
Sean did not drink any of it, and sure enough, a few hours later, I was wishing that I hadn’t either.