Thirty years. That’s how long it had been since Don Day’s Wife and I had that first date. It was a Wednesday. The restaurant was called Epicure. We ordered the burgers au poivre with blue cheese and peppercorn sauce and a bottle of a Côtes de Rhône from the village of...
With an enormous thank you to Scott Allison for his photographs. It’s become a bit of a ritual, an annual event. It’s when I get a group together and ask Mario’s Mariscos Frescos to bring in the very best that the Pacific Ocean has to offer. Oysters, scallops, shrimp,...
How do you choose which restaurant to frequent? Don Day’s Wife and I have what we call the big four wants. Very, very few restaurants fulfill all four of them. Some we regular go to only hit the mark with one or two of our measurement standards. And sometimes that’s...
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