San Miguel’s bargain burger. Delivered. From La Frontera.

San Miguel’s bargain burger. Delivered. From La Frontera.

It was a fairly typical late afternoon. “You know we’ve got zero plans for dinner. Nothing much in the fridge. I’ve just spent the last two days cooking for your friends”, said Don Day’s Wife. “Why don’t we order in.” Now, usually ordering in means something that we...
Spending two hours in France. Without leaving San Miguel.

Spending two hours in France. Without leaving San Miguel.

First, an admission. I like almost any film about food or wine. I guess because I like almost any food or wine. The film, Back To Burgundy, is no exception. It’s one of those prodigal son returns tales. In this case, his name is Jean and he’s returning to the family...
Liked it so much, I bought a box. OK, make that two.

Liked it so much, I bought a box. OK, make that two.

I hadn’t had a really great wine discovery in a while. Actually, quite a while. And, usually my wine finds have been courtesy of something posted on a website. Not just me out on a search and destroy mission. Anyway, there I was in City Market. Checking out what they...
San Miguel’s forgotten (by me) Asian restaurant.

San Miguel’s forgotten (by me) Asian restaurant.

The first thing I want to do is quash the rumor. The story that if you become a residente permanente of Mexico you will not want to eat lunch until 1:00 or 2:00 pm is total BS. Just ask my stomach. It still thinks the bitchin’ hour, the time to start cussing and...