Happy as a clam about my San Miguel find.

Happy as a clam about my San Miguel find.

Do the clam. Do the clam. Grab your barefoot baby by the hand. It’s not often I get to quote Elvis Presley especially from one of his worst movies (it was Clambake). But it’s not often I get to do clams. Not in Mexico anyway. Not until recently anyway. I spend about...
A very good cup of coffee and a very excited guy.

A very good cup of coffee and a very excited guy.

I had breakfast with Yannis Dettingmeijer today. Yannis is one of my favorite San Miguel guys. I’ve known him for maybe three years now but this may have been our first “date”. I’m much more used to running into him wherever there’s good live music in town. There may...
My desperately seeking sushi days may be over.

My desperately seeking sushi days may be over.

I don’t consider mixing seafood and cheese to be a sin. I’ve even personally suffered the roll the eyes wrath of snotty servers when I’ve asked for parmesan on my pasta alla vongole or on my risotto con camarones. But even I have limits and where those limits get...
The medicinal magic of menudo.

The medicinal magic of menudo.

Well, I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad, So I had one more for dessert. When I was a younger man, I would seldom consume an excessive amount of alcohol on any evening other...
Sorry. No more space available for the Greek wine-pairing dinner.

Sorry. No more space available for the Greek wine-pairing dinner.

At this month’s San Miguel de Allende wine-pairing dinner, we will be savoring Greek cuisine and sampling wines from the southernmost area of the Greek mainland. Five different courses will be accompanied by some of the very best wines of the Peleponnese region....
Ay Chihuahua! This is good cheese.

Ay Chihuahua! This is good cheese.

The more years I spend in Mexico, the more I try to celebrate the red, white and green, particularly when it comes to what I eat. There is one Mexican food though I have a problem with and that is cheese. And that really bothers me. It seems to me that almost every...
A nightingale sang in San Miguel.

A nightingale sang in San Miguel.

It was ten years ago. I was throwing a few arrows with the boys in the gone-but-not-forgotten Manolo’s on Zacateros when I heard the sweetest of sounds floating in from the restaurant behind the bar. I stood at the doorway and took in the rest of the song. It was...
Go ahead. Spoil yourself. Hire a private chef.

Go ahead. Spoil yourself. Hire a private chef.

We all have extravagances. Almost all of mine involve food. And, fortunately, Don Day’s Wife shares my passion for most of the same luxuries. There is a room in our house that Don Day’s Wife owns. And I like it that way. For almost every day I have my own personal...
Kuni Doni. Well worth the return visit.

Kuni Doni. Well worth the return visit.

It had been years since I’d been to Kuni Doni. I can’t give you a good reason why. Other than the so many restaurants, so little time excuse. I always liked the place but I also thought it lacked a focus. There wasn’t anything on the menu that I absolutely, definitely...