My friend and I went to Guelaguetza for his birthday lunch. Guelaguetza is an Oaxacan restaurant. Oaxaca is a state of Mexico famous for
moles, a sauce made from nuts, herbs, chilies, and seeds. I am familiar with the black
mole (
mole negro), but there are seven kinds of
moles:
1. mole negro, called the "king of moles" has 20+ ingredients
2. mole verde, green mole gets its coloring from the plant yerba santa
3. mole coloradito, a red, sweet, and spicy mole
4. mole amarillo, bright, intense yellow-orange mole with cloves and cumin that is light and spicy
5. mole chichilo, rich, dark mole based on chilhuacle negro and a mix of other Oaxacan chiles
6. mole manchamanteles, mole with a sweet blend with pineapple and plantains
7. mole rojo, dark red, intensely sweet and mildly spicy mole
When we walked in, we saw the counter where canned goods and herbs were sold. We were ushered in to the dining area, but an important caveat—they do not speak English well here, so make sure you go with someone who can speak decent Spanish. The server brought us tortilla chips slathered with a red mole and crumbled queso fresco. My friend asked if they had appetizers, but apparently, they do not. They also do not have alcohol, but you are welcome to bring your own. There is no corkage fee.
We both ordered horchata, a rice drink, but they did something drastically different with their horchata. They sprinkled nuts and cantaloupe into the horchata. There was a pink layer of color that I didn’t realize was cactus juice. It was the best horchata that I ever had. I ordered mole negro con pollo, which is chicken with black mole. My friend decided on a pork stew with green mole. He did not like his dish. The chayote squash in it displeased him. He ate to his filling, but appeared to like my dish better since he kept taking morsels from my plate.
We were stuffed, but I wanted a dessert to finish off the meal. I ordered the fried plantains with nuts. My friend ordered the flan. The flan wasn’t a true flan, but a flan-flavored pudding. I tasted it, but it was just OK. My plantains came, but this was a disappointment. The dish tasted like bananas and nuts thrown into the microwave topped with whipped cream and Maraschino cherries. Steer clear of the desserts. Stick to the moles. That’s what this place is famous for. The bill was $42 for two, including tax and tip.
Parking is around the corner, but it’s a small lot, so if it’s full, you will have to park on the streets. There are apartment buildings up and down the street near the restaurant. I managed to park on the street, but it will be harder in the evenings when the apartment dwellers return from work.