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Magda Pablos picks and preps a peck of poblano peppers.
I was reading a story on the digital publication Milenio recently. It said that there are more than 1500 different species of chile peppers in Mexico. One five zero zero! That means that I have about 1488 types of chiles to still experience before I die. But I’m...
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In a kafuffle over truffles. In Istria.
For the normal man, September is the start of football season. For Don Day, September is the start of truffle season. As I write this, I am not in front of my 60-inch Samsung, checking my fantasy league performance; I am in the heart of truffle country hoping to...
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When in Venice
The Champagne Lady. That’s what they call Don Day’s Wife. For seldom a day goes by when she doesn’t tootle a flute of sparkling wine. It’s rarely real Champagne. Usually it’s a French Cremant. Occasionally, a Spanish Cava. And once-in-a-while, an Italian Prosecco. But...
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Oh, my goodness. Cherimoyas.
"If I were asked which would be the best fruit, I would choose without hesitation, cherimoya. Its taste, indeed, surpasses that of every other fruit." There were two reasons I had to write about cherimoyas. I had been reading this book Life In Mexico, a diary written...
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I’m embarassed to dance the salsa. But I can make it.
Don Day doesn’t dance, unless he's had a few drinks. Don Day doesn’t cook, no matter how many drinks he’s had. Because Don Day’s Wife doesn’t allow him to cook. In fact, Don Day is staunchly discouraged from ever entering the kitchen. Well that is until there are...
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Once a king, always a king.
The name of William King is not listed among the great ones of the earth. No monuments will ever be erected to his memory, for he was only a cook. Yet what a cook! In him blazed the fire of genius which, at the white heat of inspiration, drove him one day, in the old...
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Beyond Meat. Beyond expectations.
A lot of people like dogs and cats. A few people like hamsters and budgies. I like cows and pigs. You see I am a carnivore. No make that a capital C and bold Carnivore. I tolerate plants in my diet. I even enjoy a few plants in my diet. But the food I get all in a...
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Spirits are high after awards to San Miguel-based distiller.
Last year, I had my first taste of bacanora when Gunther Maier poured me a glass of Santa Cuviso. I proclaimed the agave-based spirit a winner. This year, the judges at the American Distilling Institute had their first taste of Santa Cuviso and they made the same...
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Hey Mango. Mango Mexicano.
I don’t think I’d ever had a mango until I was in my thirties and visited my parents in Florida. Bright yellow mangos, amber rum, rosy red cranberry juice and a turquoise Hamilton Beach blender created the cocktail de jour of the senior set and it only took an evening...
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