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which were as surreal as they were magnificent. Vibrant azure walls enclosed a garden dotted with statuary and a panoply of greenery.
Inside, there was an exhibit of Kahlo’s wardrobe, which was forged to hide and compensate for her physical ailments (she suffered polio as a child and at 18 was injured in a bus accident, both of which left her with lasting infirmities) as much as it was to catch the eye.
Every day, we made sure to go out of for some frozen treat to beat the heat. Our first stop was at Neveria Roxy, a butter-yellow corner shop with a fetching green-andwhite awning in the Condesa neighbourhood that has been charming locals and tourists for more than 70 years.
We zoned in on the nieves, which means “snows”, but are closer to sorbets. They come in a variety of tropical flavours, including tart-and-sweet maracuyá (passion fruit), creamy guanábana (soursop) and rich guayaba (guava).
Another memorable stop was at Glace Helado, a charming little shop specialising in less conventional flavours, such as green tea, Parmesan and churro. There were more mainstream offerings, such as sea-salted caramel.
Rounding out our favourites was Bendita Paleta, inside Mercado Roma, a massive food hall showcasing a mélange of cuisines and cultures. The small stall in the back corner specialises in paletas, or Mexican ice pops. They are fancier than the kind you might buy from most vendors. Zephyr chose a tantalisingly tart lemon, while I opted for strawberries and cream.
We sat out on the street so we could people-watch as we enjoyed our treats. Occasionally, we wouldn’t work quickly enough, and their sweet juices would run down our fingers, but we didn’t care.