They’ve never been places I’d purposefully go out to. They’re more places I’d just end up at when I’d go out. And, most often…which was very often…after a drink or two or maybe three. I’m talking about taco stands. The most basic yet the ultimate Mexican...
Comfort food. I wasn’t sure the term existed when I was a kid. So I looked it up. The Oxford English Dictionary officially added it to our vocabulary in 1997. Long after I was a kid. Long after my kids were kids. Yet when I think of comfort food I think of dishes I...
It’s always been a struggle getting Don Day’s Wife to El Pato. Despite the fact that it’s one of San Miguel’s most acclaimed (currently #2 on Trip Advisor) restaurants, it takes some very serious arm twisting to get her there. Primarily it’s the distance. We live in...
I don’t think there’s a better restaurant value anywhere in town. And though I’m not even in San Miguel these days, I was very sad to see it disappear a couple of weeks ago. Noren Caceres, chef/owner of one of San Miguel’s most reliable restaurants had, apart from...
I wrote what’s below back in January, with little intention of ever publishing it (the photos, especially, were never meant to be shared) and, if I remember right, it was written after a second bottle of wine was opened. A lot of what I wrote has little relevance in...
I wanted a good old-fashioned deli-style sandwich delivered to my door today. I thought it would be easy. Every restaurant here in Toronto is hooked up these days with Uber Eats or Foodora or Skip The Dishes or their nephew with the 10-speed. There are about three...
One of my favorite chefs in San Miguel is Denver Reyes. No, let me change that. One of my favorite human beings in San Miguel is Denver Reyes. Now Denver is not a lot like other San Miguel chefs. If I’m hanging out with other San Miguel chefs, we’re usually climbing...
I’m in Toronto, hibernating with Mama Bear. Or maybe it’s Mother Hubbard because our cupboard is very bare. Our restaurant round-ups are called food delivery apps and we’re struggling. After seven days in the cave, after seven different apps, after burgers and sushi...
I’m not surprised. I hadn’t tried it until about ten years ago. And I’m a guy who scours the back streets of San Miguel on a constant search for anything new and different. Especially anything Mexican. The problem with birria is it’s a regional dish, a very regional...
“Let me explain something to you. Um, I am not Mr. Lebowski. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.” It was...
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