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Twice upon a time in Mexico.
“El, you really must try this because it's puerco pibil. It's a slow-roasted pork, nothing fancy. It just happens to be my favorite, and I order it with a tequila and lime in every dive I go to in this country. And honestly, that is the best it's ever been anywhere....
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Day trippin’. Day trippin’ yeah! A Sunday visit to a special restaurant.
Almost everyone who has spent more than a week or two in San Miguel de Allende has made a side trip to the equally beautiful city of Guanajuato. Almost all of them have got there the same way. The fast way. That’s the way I got there for years. Then one day I heard...
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Seven Deadly Zins. In San Miguel de Allende.
I can never quite decide. Is it Cabernet Sauvignon? Or is it Zinfandel? Which one of the red wine grapes is my true favorite? I drink a lot more Cabernet Sauvignon. But that has a lot to do with availability. For in San Miguel de Allende, there are a lot more Cabs to...
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Chamonix. Why did we take so long to go back?
Guilty as charged. I’m constantly chasing the very latest and maybe greatest when it comes to restaurants in this town. And neglecting the tried and true. It resulted in a rude awakening last month. One of the few restaurants that’s been around this town as long as I...
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How I talked Don Day’s Wife into going camping.
Despite being a highly-educated woman, Don Day’s Wife sometimes has a somewhat limited vocabulary. Take that most Canadian of words, canoe. “Canoe? The only word I need to know that involves the possibility of people tipping is restaurant.” Then there are those hiking...
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“Mediterranean street food” has arrived in San Miguel.
I was talking to Ali Sarraf, the owner of a new restaurant in San Miguel de Allende, about the name he chose for his pride and joy. I told him I was never sure if his chosen word was a positive or a negative. I remember when it was a popular nickname but I was never...
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Vinos + Tapas. Bigger + Better.
“That's the best steak made from Mexican beef I’ve ever had in this town.” Don Day’s Wife used the “b” word the other night. Not the “better” word, the “best” word. Not the comparative, the superlative. She used it twice in fact. And “best” is a word that does not...
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“Save the other half of my sausage. I’ll have it for breakfast.”
Don Day’s wife said that. She was talking about a hot Italian-style pork sausage. And Don Day’s Wife is an acclaimed Italian sausage maker. But this wasn’t her pork sausage. This was another woman’s pork sausage. And, unlike Don Day’s Wife’s sausage, this sausage is...
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Good wines. Very good prices. At this San Miguel restaurant.
If you skip the social aspects, there are two reasons why I go out to a restaurant. To eat and to drink. And, to me, the second is almost as important as the first. For, on most occasions, as the 19th Century French gastronome Brillat-Savarin said, a meal without wine...
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