Re: [CH] michelada

Mary Going (mary@firegirl.com)
Mon, 20 Aug 2001 09:01:52 -0400

Peter & Chileheads,

I don't know how many of you saw the article in the New York Times, but 
I'll post it below. The NYT reporter emailed me asking if I had heard of 
it. I wrote him back saying that I hadn't, but I would try to find out. 
Someone did write back to me with a recipe from webtender, which I sent 
onto him, but he printed the article saying I didn't know. Oh, well. Better 
to be mentioned in the NYT than not, eh?

Here's the article:

Pour Beer, Add Volcano And Drink

                 By TIM WEINER

                 MEXICO CITY, Aug. 14

                 Life is full of deep mysteries. Who are we? Where do we 
come from? Where are we going? And why do
                 millions of Mexicans drink micheladas?

                 Those kinds of questions lead into a labyrinth, and the 
michelada maze is a crazy one.

                 When I first came here a year ago, I noticed that people 
were ordering beer accompanied by a highball
                 glass. The glass was rimmed with salt, filled with ice. At 
its base lay a weird primordial ooze. Combined
                 with a lager like Sol or Pacifico, the mix took on a 
honeyed hue. With a dark beer, like Negra Modelo, it
                 was the color of burnished mahogany. They called it a 
michelada (pronounced me-chel-LA-da),
                 translated, more or less, as ''my cold brewski.''


                 Curiosity trumped reason. Reader, I ordered one.

                 I sipped, and was transported. The fine dark cerveza 
shimmered with hints of pepper and lime and
                 spices. It tasted, strangely enough, a little like the 
best steak I had ever eaten. Clearly, it's not for
                 everyone -- it's not even for every bar. El Nivel, one of 
Mexico City's oldest cantinas, won't mix a
                 michelada. It simply lines up the makings along the bar 
with a whiff of do-it-yourself disdain.

                 And just what is in a michelada? In Mexico City, it 
consists of fresh lime juice, a trinity of Tabasco,
                 Worcestershire and soy sauces, a pinch of black pepper and 
maybe (or maybe not) a dash of Maggi, the
                 seasoning usually used for soups and stews. This mix makes 
up two or three fingers' worth of a tall glass.
                 That glass needs ice in it. It needs beer. And it needs 
drinking. At least, I certainly think it does. It might
                 sound like a hangover recipe, but to me it tastes like 
malted manna.

                 I set out to answer the big questions. When and where was 
the michelada born? And, for that matter,
                 why? Experts were consulted: Diana Kennedy, the Mexican 
cooking authority. Ted Haigh, also known
                 as Dr. Cocktail. Mary Going, a hot-sauce aficionada who 
uses the nom de Web FireGirl. And even a
                 noted food-and-drink authority at an English-language 
broadsheet published in New York.

                 Nada. Complete blanks. Puzzled silence. Red-herring 
references to ''red beer,'' the lager-and-tomato
                 juice concoction served on the Great Plains from northern 
Texas to southern Saskatchewan. No
                 answers, but no surprise: no one knows where the martini 
was born, for that matter.

                 Deeper investigation was demanded.

                 First the lime, the salt and the beer. Together those 
three form a wispy version of the michelada,
                 sometimes called a chelada in these parts, and often 
served in Mexican beach resorts. It's refreshing and
                 piquant, to be sure. Mexican limes are what people in the 
United States call Key limes -- sharper, more
                 limey than the standard supermarket citrus. But the plain 
old chelada is in principle not so different from
                 something you might find in Europe -- a shandy in England, 
a panache in France, a Radler in Germany --
                 basically, lager and lemonade. Weak beer indeed.

                 ''When I went to college in Guadalajara in the late 60's, 
everybody drank Tecate beer with lime and salt,''
                 said Zarela Martinez, who serves micheladas at her 
Manhattan restaurants, Zarela and Danzón. Inquiries
                 at the Tecate brewery proved to be old beer: stale, flat 
and unprofitable. Jorge Juraidini Rumilla, director
                 of institutional relations at Cervecería Cuauhtemoc 
Moctezuma, which makes Tecate, could only trace
                 the michelada back to a 15-year-old sales gimmick, when 
Tecate was sold with a slice of lime and salt.
                 He had no theory for the present state of the michelada's 
spiciness, saying the drink ''just got more and
                 more sophisticated.''

                 Ms. Martinez's thoughts ran deeper: ''I think the origins 
go way, way back. Since pre-Hispanic times,
                 Mexicans have a tradition of drinking foamy, frothy 
beverages. You can see them in the Mayan Codex.''

                 So people in Mexico were drinking home-brew in their 
pyramids back when Europeans were living in
                 mud huts and scrounging for roots and berries. German 
brewers began to make lager sometime around
                 1420, but the Aztecs, Incas and Maya were brewing beer, or 
something like it, for many centuries before
                 the conquistadors took Mexico City in 1521.

                 Giving the Germans their due, they brought beer as we know 
it to Mexico, establishing the first breweries
                 here nearly 150 years ago.

                 As for the rest of the recipe, soy sauce came to Mexico no 
later than the early 17th century, on Spanish
                 ships built by the Chinese. Worcestershire sauce was born 
in 1835, when a certain Lord Sandys from the
                 county of Worcestershire, England, asked two chemists, 
John Lea and William Perrins, to replicate a
                 condiment he had tasted in India. A shipment reached New 
Orleans no later than 1848. Twenty years
                 later, in 1868, a genius named Edmund McIlhenny invented 
Tabasco sauce in New Iberia, La. The
                 peppers come from the state of Tabasco, which lies almost 
due south of New Orleans across the Gulf of
                 Mexico.

                 And here the sauce thickens.

                 A. J. Liebling once observed that the Louisiana coast was 
really the western littoral of the Mediterranean,
                 a place where deep currents of great food flowed together 
in a savory gumbo. All the active ingredients
                 of the michelada -- the beer, the lime, the salt, the 
peppers, the fundamental sauces -- were for sale on
                 the Gulf of Mexico by the 1870's. Ships then shuttled from 
New Orleans to Mexican ports like Tampico
                 and Veracruz.

                 Was the michelada a 19th-century creation of thirsty 
sailors? Parched oil-field roughnecks? A lost relic,
                 recently unearthed by chance, like the frescoes uncovered 
by the construction of the Roman subway?

                 At the oldest cantinas in the heart of Mexico City -- El 
Nivel, El Gallo de Oro and La Opera, gilded
                 jewels of the 1870's -- a tenuous theory emerged among the 
oldest and wisest of the bartenders, who
                 chronicle the passage of powermongers and philosophers 
like sportswriters covering palookas.

                 ''Lime and salt -- that's primordial,'' said Vicente Cruz, 
26 years behind the bar at the Gallo de Oro. ''The
                 rest of the ingredients have emerged within the past 10 
years, and from where, and why, God knows.''

                 But at El Nivel, they thought they knew.

                 In Veracruz, the port city that has been shipping and 
receiving goods across the gulf for ages, the oilmen
                 drink a cocktail called a Petrolero -- which is, more or 
less, a michelada with tequila instead of beer.
                 ''So that's that,'' said Manuel Zapata, a barman at El 
Nivel for 21 years. ''It showed up only in the last
                 few years, but it's a migrant from Veracruz.''

                 Interesting, if true. The questions of who and why remain.

                 Charles Davis, president of Habagallo Foods, in McAllen, 
Tex. (www.habagallo.com), aims to become
                 Mr. Michelada. He says he is the only man in the United 
States marketing michelada mix:
                 Worcestershire sauce, lime juice, tomato juice, celery 
salt, pepper and a dash of habanero pepper, $3.99
                 for a 32-ounce jug. But he says the michelada is only 
beginning to cross the border. ''If I go further north
                 than San Antonio, people don't know what I'm talking 
about,'' he said. ''They serve micheladas in
                 Houston, but not in Dallas.''

                 At the Border Grill in Santa Monica, Calif., ''the only 
people who order the drink are people who are
                 either from Mexico City or who have recently visited 
there,'' said Carollyn Bartosh, the restaurant's
                 marketing director. ''Our kitchen staff is more familiar 
with the drink than the bartenders or servers.''

                 This will change, and soon. Why? One of the most 
interesting things happening in the United States today
                 is the imperceptible but inexorable erosion of its 
southern border. The michelada's origins may be
                 murky, but mark this: The American tongue has an appetite 
for Mexican tastes. This taste is good, this
                 taste is strong, and this taste is heading north.





		MICHELADA
                 Time: 5 minutes


                 1/2 lime, preferably a Key lime

                 Coarse salt

                 2 dashes Worcestershire sauce

                 1 dash soy sauce

                 1 dash Tabasco sauce

                 1 pinch black pepper
                 1 dash Maggi seasoning, optional
                 12 ounces beer, preferably a dark Mexican beer like Negra 
Modelo.

                 1. Squeeze the juice from the lime and reserve. Salt the 
rim of a highball glass by rubbing it with the lime
                 and dipping it in coarse salt. Fill with ice.

                 2. Add lime juice, Worcestershire, soy sauce, Tabasco, 
pepper and Maggi, if desired. Pour in beer, stir
                 and serve, adding more beer as you sip.

                 Yield: 1 cocktail.
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