Bonita’s middle daughter and her husband and new-born (hello, Marius!) ventured all the way from France to visit us recently and it was time for a little adventure. Well, not exactly, but at least a trip to some of the uniqueness of Mexico. So off we ventured to Tequila, where, surprise of surprises, tequila is made.
This is the real deal. Yes, what is drunk as tequila is produced in other areas of Mexico too, but only if it is from this specific geography in the state of Jalisco, can the beverage be labeled as “tequila”.
So about an hour drive north and west of Guadalajara, we found the blue-green fields of the particular cactus that is turned into this beverage of the gods.
If you make this journey, be sure to have your electronic guidance. It’s quite a twisty-turny drive once you exit the main road to get down into the centre of town where the Jose Cuervo distillery (among several others) are located.
It’s a lovely town center. Touristy? For sure. Yet, delightfully so. The town square was buzzing the day of our visit. Lots of artisans and the ubiquitous plastic-product vendors (see my recent post on a plastic Mexico) and lots of food and drink.
After a delightful lunch in true Mexican fashion (beans, rice, tortillas, and carne (meat)), we proceeded onto the Cuervo tour.
First up, an interesting film about the long history of the distillery and tequila production.
Then, an inside look at how the cactus is turned into tequila.
The facility is clean and bright and a unique blend of modern technology and old-school distilling. Fascinating.
Tours are conducted in either English or Spanish, your choice. (We chose English.)
The interior of the production facility is off-limits to ph0tos. I respected that. One more reason for your own visit.
It’s well worth the trip!