I don’t care what you call it. I still like tilapia.

I don’t care what you call it. I still like tilapia.

My Kiwi Neighbor: “We have a different name for that fish in New Zealand.” Don Day: “Oh yeh. What do you call it there?” My Kiwi Neighbor: “Cat food.” I rarely eat tilapia. It’s not that I don’t like the taste. I just don’t like the treatment. Because tilapia don’t...
“OK, I’m ready for ramen. But which one?”

“OK, I’m ready for ramen. But which one?”

I think it might be the toughest decision to make in the whole wide world of dining. Just pick up the menu in almost any ramen restaurant and you’ll find at least ten, maybe twenty different ramens to choose from. You’ll see words like shio and shoyu, hakate and...
“I’ve got what in my mouth?”

“I’ve got what in my mouth?”

I wrote what’s written below back in early March when San Miguel de Allende was still open for business. The “gentlemen who lunch” met at Crow that day to experience two very different but very tasty cantina specialties that are virtually impossible to find anywhere...
The pizza that people like me forget.

The pizza that people like me forget.

Pizza restaurants are like sports teams. Almost everyone has a favorite. Almost everyone cheers for their favorite. And almost everyone likes to tell other pizza lovers why their favorite should also be your favorite. I eagerly watched a discussion…some might...