It took her until her second day here in San Miguel de Allende, but my granddaughter Rayne (and yes, I teasingly call her Lluvia when she’s visiting us in Mexico) finally asked the question. Though Rayne recently traded in her sneakers for stilettos, and gets more of...
I never did like school. To me, the golden rule was, if their was a golden ball in the sky, find a reason not to go. History and geography and literature were all OK. But my favorite subject was always lunch. Which is why I returned to school a couple of weeks ago at...
It started with an ad in San Miguel de Allende’s weekly newspaper Atencion. It was an ad for San Miguel’s Rosewood Hotel. It said sushi was half price on Thursdays. We were heading for Toronto two days later. And I knew a visit to Solo, our favorite Toronto sushi bar,...
Don Day loves coffee but seldom drinks coffee outside of his own home. So this week, Don Day hands the typewriter over to Pirate John Burger. Pirate John often drinks coffee out. Sometimes Pirate John even runs to where he drinks his coffee out. So who better than...
The restaurant doesn’t look like it belongs in San Miguel de Allende. Especially when it’s only four or five short blocks from the very heart of San Miguel. It’s more the kind of place you’d expect to see at the side of a dusty highway. Or facing a beach in some faded...
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