I have some news from a friend when he went to go visit Mexico. This might prove useful to my fellow mole enthusiasts.
He understands my lust for these animals with a subterranean nature. He as walking around Baja on a hike, he was joined with his girlfriend. She has family from the area, and they taught her everything. How to cook, how to clean, how to love, she does it all. They had decided to have a picnic out there among the cactus and the shrubs. He told me she’s an expert in tortilla chips as well - better than any you’ve had! They had finally found a nice spot to sit and settle and lay the picnic blanket down. They took out all of their food, got all set up. Have you ever had Mexican beer before? It’s something you have to try. It’s not good but I suggest you give it a whirl. Anyways, all of their food and drinks were out. Now, if you have ever been down to Baja, you know that the weather can be a bit windy, even in a desert! Well, the wind picked up and the food started to go all over the place. Chips went flying, the dip too! Beer all over the place. It wasn’t pretty.
My buddy was angry - he was pissed! All this good food, all this effort wasted. He started screaming, where did it all go? Where is the dip? Where do I go to find it?
The girlfriend responded,
“Walk a mole way!”