CDMXReview
A night at Bosforo feels like you’ve been transported to a different universe - one where sipping mezcal while sitting on sweaty, thatched floors and listening to tribal jungle sounds blast over the loudspeaker is the only way to enlightenment. This bare-bones mezcaleria in the heart of Centro Historico is where you go with the intention of staying for one drink only to crawl out three hours later feeling like you went on an unintentional spiritual quest. The phone number of a local shaman in your pocket says maybe you did.
