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...
For almost ten years, they’d been, clearly, at the top of my list. The place where I bought more bottles than anywhere else in Mexico. My number one source for almost all of our everyday wines. I’m talking about the largest wine buyer in the world, the chain known as...
My wife’s parents called it motor trailer. My parents called it dead secretary (Perry Mason was the most watched show in those days). I didn’t care what they called it. Mortadella was my favorite sandwich meat. I started to really love it long ago and far...
“How did we forget about this place for so many years? Why did we take so long to come back.” Those were the very last words I published about a San Miguel restaurant called Chamonix back on May 6, 2018. It had been eleven years between visits when I wrote it. It took...
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