Fried eggs with peas, carrots, plantains, and Canadian bacon in guajillo salsa, Hotel Brick, Mexico City.

If three native citizens strongly believe I will dislike a certain Mexican breakfast, does it make me crazy to order it? Maybe. Sure, it was all sorts of strange, but I didn’t hate it.

However, I would have preferred chilaquiles.

Motulenos: estrellados con chicaro, zanahorias, platano macho y lomo canadiense en salsa de guajillo.

Full disclosure: Breakfast (and trip) thanks to Kahlúa.