There was a small restaurant in San Cristóbal de las Casas called ¡Caldos! ¡Caldos! ¡Caídos! (Soups! Soups! Sohps!) owned by a native of Mexico City, Jorge Ponce. All he served was two soups: a puchero—a delicious tripe stew similar to the menudo of the North—and this fabulous mole de olla, He graciously gave me his mother’s recipe and I was thrilled to discover, when I finally made it, that it tasted exactly as I remembered.
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