Gordita: Literally “little fatty,” referring to the chubby size of this oversized tortilla with a pocket for stuffing meat, vegetables, and salsas. They are usually fried without oil on a comal (“griddle pan”) to create a crunchy exterior. From...
I didn’t say that. Bill Biniasz said that. And Bill Biniasz should know as Bill Biniasz also told me, “I don’t cook a lot. I eat out a lot. And I eat an awful lot of sandwiches.” The sandwich he was talking about was the smoked pulled pork at Peninsula. A couple of...
No, I’m not going to tell you which restaurants they are. You’re going to tell me. For it’s time again for the SMART awards, the annual event where I ask Don Day in SMA subscribers to share with me their very best favorite restaurants. The SMARTs were one of the many...
Back in the early seventies, I got a big job in a big city with a big company and some reasonably big bucks. But, in order to be successful, I had to make some unreasonably big changes in my life. I had to become something I’d never been before. I had to become...
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...
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,...
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...
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...
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...
I turned the corner at Refugio, with those buds on my tongue wishing that Tio Carlos’ taco stand might have changed its hours. But no, it was all boarded up just like all of the other afternoons. I wasn’t surprised. And I already had Bahn Mi and a mystery meat...
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