Appropriate timing for this Mexico episode of Parts Unknown to air, no? Put down the sombreros, fake mustaches and (lime-less) margaritas and listen up, guys — Anthony Bourdain is here to show your real life in Mexico.
As if we weren’t already intrigued by this episode of Parts Unknown — crime! drug war! corruption! saviors! family ! mescal! and holy shit, look at that food — Bourdain picks apart our ironic distaste for Mexico, considering our passionate love for Mexican food (and drugs). The whole post is worth a read, but parts that stood out to us:
“Despite our ridiculously hypocritical attitudes towards immigration, we demand that Mexicans cook a large percentage of the food we eat, grow the ingredients we need to make that food, clean our houses, mow our lawns, wash our dishes, look after our children. As any chef will tell you, our entire service economy—the restaurant business as we know it—in most American cities, would collapse overnight without Mexican workers. Some, of course, like to claim that Mexicans are “stealing American jobs”. But in two decades as a chef and employer, I never had ONE American kid walk in my door and apply for a dishwashing job, a porter’s position—or even a job as prep cook. Mexicans do much of the work in this country that Americans, provably, simply won’t do … “
“Mexico. Our brother from another mother. A country, with whom, like it or not, we are inexorably, deeply involved, in a close but often uncomfortable embrace. Look at it. It’s beautiful. It has some of the most ravishingly beautiful beaches on earth. Mountains, desert, jungle. Beautiful colonial architecture, a tragic, elegant, violent, ludicrous, heroic, lamentable, heartbreaking history.”
This episode is sure to be a doozy.
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