September 27, 2009

Its 11 am, perfect time for flautas


Fluatas are hiding under all the fixings

Since I’m still new to Brooklyn, I finally found some time to go exploring Saturday morning. I made a bee line over to Fort Greene for the flea market. I’ve heard so many cool things about Fort Greene from, well everyone, and I knew the flea market had some trendy local food vendors so I figured it would be perfect for me.

I saw McClures Pickles, and the Kumquat Bakery with their teeny cupcakes and People’s Pops with their popsicles made of local greenmarket fruit and herbs. I considered trying the raspberry pop or cantaloupe basil, but at $3.50 each, I figured it wasn’t a good return on my investment that day which was colossally stupid of me since it was probably their last day of the season. Check them out at there website here.

Ravenously hungry, I devoured a blueberry walnut muffin with crumbly brown sugar on top from a large bakery vendor that didn’t have a sign up. I forgot to ask their name because I was stunned to see the Red Hook vendors right next door. Ever since I watched Anthony Bourdain visit the Red Hook Vendors on his show No Reservations, I’ve been very curious about the authentic Mexican food these vendors serve.


Hot, Medium-hot, & mild salsas

Having only $5.00 in my wallet, my choice was simple. Three chicken flautas were exactly $5.00 so I put in my order and chatted with another woman about our unusual need to eat Mexican at 11 am.

The guy behind the counter put sour cream, shredded lettuce, and a homemade salsa on top and handed over my prize. Much to my surprise, the flautas were not hot or even warm. I suppose they made them the night before perhaps and had them sitting out. Why I have no idea. The quesadillas and tacos ($6.00 for a serving) were freshly made but not my flautas.


Adding some guac to a quesedilla

The flautas weren’t the epic tasty treat I was hoping for. However, the salsa was fresh, and a delight.

But I was happy anyhow since I love Mexican.

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