In the morning, Linda drove us (a small group of five) to the village of Mitla, where we met a family who took us to the cemetery. At the cemetery we heard stories of the people buried there. Then we hurried back to the family home so we would arrive before the departed loved ones returned to the home, where they would be welcomed. Our hosts spoke about the importance of dia de muertos to their families and village and way of life, and shared a beautiful meal with us.
House in Mitla with gated courtyard
Woman with poinsettia at Mitla cemetery
Grave with offerings – marigolds and cockscomb, pan de muertos, citrus fruits, pomegranate, cigarettes, and mezcal
Hallway ofrenda with bottles of mezcal and footed bowl of copal incense
Open kitchen with mole negro on the fire
Rooftop dog house, with a little dog resting on the ledge, viewed from the open kitchen
Our hosts who graciously shared a beautiful meal and dia de muertos stories with us
Pan de Muertos beautifully decorated
Pan de Muertos and warm chocolate drink
Bowl of mole negro with turkey served with rice – the best we tasted in Mexico. Now I understand why it’s considered such a delicacy.
After lunch we visited other houses that were open to display their ofrenda. One home was filled with collections of treasures displayed beautifully.
Beautiful courtyard oasis, viewed from the open patio
Open patio filled with collected treasures
Treasures under glass top table
Collection of grinding bowls (used for making mole negro) in the foreground
Then we spent the rest of the afternoon walking around Mitla.
Mitla street at sunset