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Got a friend with a car? Tell them about Tres Raíces.
I did a count today. There are now eleven wineries within an hour of San Miguel de Allende that welcome visitors. Five more if you add a few more minutes to the journey. Pick up a copy of the state government’s “Rutas del Vino de Guanajuato” and you might be tempted...
I’m a creature of comfort. I’m a customer of the king and queen comforters.
With covid meaning that we have now gone 329 days without placing our butts on barstools, the eating habits of Don Day’s Wife and I have changed. A lot. I’ve always been a creature of comfort. Always a jeans and sneakers guy. One of the first songs I search for when...
Making pickled Mexican onions. You only cry when they’re all gone.
I don't like snails or toads or frogs Or strange things living under logs But, mmm mmm mmm, I love onions Ahhh, memories of the sound of Susan Christie's sensuous whisper accompanied by a honking kazoo. I loved the Sixties novelty song “I Love Onions”. Because, well,...
If you know Tony, tell him about these wings. Please.
There’s a guy in town called Tony. I don’t know Tony very well. But I know Tony’s from Buffalo. Which gives us something very much in common. Because I’m from a suburb of Buffalo called Canada. As a once-teenaged Canadian, I lived in a land where people were not...
Tantalized long enough. Last night I ordered tantamen.
About a year ago, Chikatana added Chef Satoru Takeda as a partner. About a week later the restaurant had four different ramens on their menu. About four days after that I had a decision to make. Which one would I order? I love ramen. Don Day’s Wife loves ramen. We...
Hey Lucy, you got some ’splainin’ to do.
Four different people had sent me emails about this new restaurant. But the name of it. Fit&Pig. What the aitch was a fit and pig? Maybe some obscure Mexican food reference? Maybe something like the obscure (to me) ten ten pie? Anyway, one of those four emailers...
Can our local sparklers compete with a Spanish Cava?
Underneath our staircase, you’ll find a wine rack and, in that wine rack, you’ll usually find it about half full of chubby bottles topped with foil and wire. These bottles contain Don Day’s Wife’s all-time, without-a-doubt, very best favorite beverage. Sparkling...
My must-have moussakas. In San Miguel.
Long before the words “all” and “inclusive” were hyphenated, I journeyed from Toronto to an almost undiscovered little town called Rethymnon on the island of Crete. I was dreaming that someday the island might be my home. I was madly, deeply in love with Greek food...
This KFC ain’t like that KFC.
“Welcome home”, said the woman in the monogrammed mask, as we walked through the glass doors into Kenten’s S.M.A. “Welcome home”, I thought. Do I know this woman? Have I been here before? How drunk was I? It was almost two hours later, heading out through those same...
