“Grammie, are we going to Aguamiel this year.”

“Grammie, are we going to Aguamiel this year.”

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...
Up in the morning and off to La Pina Azul.

Up in the morning and off to La Pina Azul.

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...
If you knew sushi like Alberto knows sushi.

If you knew sushi like Alberto knows sushi.

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,...
Buen Dia. Cups up. Phones down.

Buen Dia. Cups up. Phones down.

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...
Ambiente bueno. Gente buena. Comida buena. It must be Don Lupe Grill.

Ambiente bueno. Gente buena. Comida buena. It must be Don Lupe Grill.

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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