Long before I ever arrived in Latin America, I was a fan of good flan. There’s something about the combination of custard and caramel (never enough caramel) that does magical things to me. But it wasn’t until I got to Campeche city that I found the flan I’d always been dreaming of.
There are as many types of flan as car models, and I suppose I may anger some flan fanatics by insisting that the best flans are not hard, do not have chocolate cake beneath them, are not sickeningly sweet. The perfect flan is light, delicate, breaks easily with the slightest touch of a spoon, and has ample caramel (though again, there’s somehow just never enough.)
If you visit Campeche City (and you should, it’s a wonderful place, one that I detail in a different blog), then seek out La Parroquia, on Calle 55, just a half block away from the main square. It’s got dressed up waiters and the feel of an old time, “classy” restaurant, but the food is reasonably priced and quite tasty. Plenty of tourists are there, but locals come there too.
Whatever you choose for the main course, make sure you order the flan for dessert. And tell me how you like it!
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