The dinner was so successful that we swore on our lives we would force everyone we knew to go to Guatemala, just for the cuisine alone. We babbled our goodnights and made our way back to the hotel in a torrential downpour; we were so sated, we didn’t even care. It was time to get some shut-eye before returning home the following morning, our journey having been crowned with a delicious meal.
Photo of Suban-Ick, the ceremonial dish of Kakchiquel royalty from San Martin Jilotepeque, courtesy of Patricia Kositzky
