Seven Deadly Zins. In San Miguel de Allende.

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...
Chamonix. Why did we take so long to go back?

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...
How I talked Don Day’s Wife into going camping.

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...
“Mediterranean street food” has arrived in San Miguel.

“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...
Vinos + Tapas. Bigger + Better.

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...

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