Guilt. Extreme guilt. That was what we were feeling when we arrived at Mesa Marrakesh. It had been over four years since we had eaten any of Chef JJ Castañeda’s food. It had been five years since we had tasted his Mediterranean/North African/Middle Eastern cuisine. We...
It was about 25 years ago. I had bought Rick Bayless’ bible, Authentic Mexican, and it inspired me to start a mission. I wanted to experience every single mole he mentioned in the book. I found a rainbow of color-inspired choices: negro, colorado, amarillo, verde,...
“I was a little too tall, could’ve used a few pounds Tight pants, points, hardly renowned.” Along with owner, Danny Merkel, it was Bob Seger who greeted us when we arrived at Nudol last week. You see, you go to Nudol for two reasons. The vittles and the vinyl. And...
Almost every Tuesday, I get a hankering. For the hard shell taco. For what I once thought was the most authentic of all Mexican meals. Whether it came from an El Paso box or across a Taco Bell counter. Why, with decades of my tongue touching far more tasty and far...
I have eaten a lot of very good pizzas over my very good years in San Miguel de Allende. Neopolitan, Centanni, Cien Fuegos, Bennu, Fari and Florios are San Miguel restaurants that are all still producing exceptional pies. Recently though, some rave recommendations led...
I’m a snowbird, a Canadian who flocks during those nastier of the northern months to San Miguel de Allende. This past November, when I returned, I felt a little ignored, perhaps neglected, even rejected. The phone calls, the emails, the words-of-mouth, the messages...
In each of the last few years, readers of this blog have voted for their favorite San Miguel de Allende restaurant. The overwhelming winner in all of the most recent years has been the very cherished Firenze. Sitting in second place but edging closer and closer in...
It’s a spectacular setting. With a view that’s quite different than most San Miguel rooftop restaurants. Plus it’s a less than ten minute taxi ride from prime Centro. Yet I’ve never once seen it busy. I think the prime reason is because the hotel just can’t seem to...
It was 2019 when an artsy logo lured me to the back of an art gallery on a San Miguel Street. The restaurant’s name was Chikatana. The owner’s name was Aleyshita. I liked the restaurant and its Asian influences. I liked the owner and her charming nuances. As good as...
We order the Uber at 5:15. Have it drop us in front of Cafe de Santos on Correo. We head up Cuna de Allende, trying to keep our stride at the same beat of the mariachis. A left at the corner of Umaran and we’re there. It’s been an unknown to many San Miguelenses, even...
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