Mesilla's San Albino has a design very similar to San Felipe de Neri in Albuquerque, but of more modest proportions. The Plaza in front of the church was a little crowded with vendors, but it still seemed a calm and inviting place to visit on a sunny Sunday morning. When we arrived in the Plaza the morning service was being broadcast to the neighborhood, and then the large number of parishioners in their Sunday-best began to file out, pausing to shake hands with the clergy.
That is Margaret walking into the coffee shop across the street from the church. The building is a thick walled adobe which was the residence of a lady named Josephine, and the shop was first known as Josephine's Gate until it got its current name recently.
The coffee and pastries are good, the large outdoor seating area is nicely shaded and the accomplished guitarist provided some nice sound as we killed an hour prior to meeting up with our daughters for lunch in Las Cruces.
Mesilla and the surrounding area was still a part of Mexico until well into the 19th Century. Today it is about an hour north of the border.
On the previous evening we had enjoyed a family reunion dinner at Mesilla's biggest restaurant, La Posta.
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