Chorizo

At the big Juárez market in Oaxaca City I passed the Carnicería Teresita and had to stop. Behind the counter were Hermenegildo Berinstaín Camacho and his wife and son, all sitting on wooden stools eating a lunch of rice, refried beans, and a Mole Amarillo with green beans freshly made and fetched from home by his wife in an enamelware portaviandas (the standard Mexican three-tiered lunch box), with each dish in its own compartment. Above their heads were round links of chorizo like n