Cafe 1910. Because it’s not always just about the food.

Cafe 1910. Because it’s not always just about the food.

There are fancy names that I’d prefer to be called. Like epicure or gourmand, connoisseur or bon vivant, even gastronaut. But usually I’m just called a foodie. And it’s true. I’m a glutton for absolutely any dish that’s different and delicious. And rarely go to what...
The greatest wine sale in history.

The greatest wine sale in history.

That’s right, in history. Well in my history anyway. And I’ve had a lot of history. It started with an email in Don Day’s Wife’s in-box: “Looks like Costco has a sale on wine and liquor. We’re getting low. Might be worth checking out.” “I will honey”, I mumbled and,...
There’s something fishy about this year’s Valentine’s Day.

There’s something fishy about this year’s Valentine’s Day.

Once every year I arrange a seafood extravaganza with Mario’s Mariscos Frescos. Once every year I struggle to decide where to take Don Day’s Wife (aka Sharon) on Valentine’s Day. Yes, you guessed it. I’ve done that killing two birds with one stone thing. It’s...
Ring-a-ding-a-dingy. At Hank’s.

Ring-a-ding-a-dingy. At Hank’s.

I don’t like snails or toads or frogs Or strange things living under logs But, mmm mmm mmm, I love onions Dinner for two. For 100 pesos. Including tip. But, no, of course not including drinks. Don Day’s Wife and I have done it. A few times. It starts with the clocks...
Feels like home again. At Firenze.

Feels like home again. At Firenze.

I had no one to blame but myself. Oh sure, I could blame that mean and nasty Covid. But Covid hadn’t really been that nasty to me for over a year. I guess it was what’s been plaguing mankind since creation. That wanting to taste the latest instead of sticking to the...