I’ve changed. I’m not as big a wine snob as I used to be. Not quite as pretentious a pratt when I’m let loose in a room of vinophiles. No longer ready to extol the nuances of my latest and greatest find from some Eastern European country made with some almost extinct...
It amazes me how many different regional cuisines there are in Mexico, but there’s one that, except for a single dish, rarely makes it out of its home state. I’m talking about Veracruz, the state with over 500 kilometers of coastline and that one famous dish, pescado...
I was forty when I had my first stone crab. Miami Beach had become cool again. Art deco hotels were being brought back to their original glory. Gianni Versace had bought a house on Ocean Drive. Slinky, thong-clad amazons were parading up and down the sand. And, at the...
Every year, thousands of wines are entered in the Concours Mondial de Bruxelles. This year, the competition was held in Valladolid, Spain as 9080 wines from 50 countries competed while 320 jurors tasted (and yes, I would love to be a juror). Of the 79 entered from...
“If you put a hamburger on the menu you want to make it the best hamburger that can be possibly made. Everything has to be a representation of you. It has to be the very best it can be.” Paul Bentley, Executive Chef, Bovine Bovine opened in September, the third...
After family and friends, the three things that give me the most pleasure in life are food, wine and music and, on a Sunday, wonderful Sunday, in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, there’s no place I’d rather be for all three than Mi Vida. To be more specific, those three...
It was three years ago when I first heard about them. It was in a post by Dan Myers on The Daily Meal called “12 Life-Changing Sandwiches You’ve Never Heard Of”. There, amongst the wonders of the world, was one from Mexico. I think it was the words...
The first time I met Dila was about ten years ago when he was working at the restaurant Chamonix on Recreo. He was a confident, outgoing guy with a toothy grin and an impressive knowledge of traditional fine French cuisine. I liked Dila right from the start. I liked...
It was like losing a close friend. One who was always there for you. Then suddenly they were gone. Without as much as a hasta luego. Without even a note left on their door. That door wasn’t far from the corner of Mesones and Collegio in San Miguel de Allende. And it...
I drink a lot of wine, an awful lot of wine, about three large glasses almost every day (and note that, after all those medical appointments, I don’t reveal exactly how large those glasses are). So I need some self-control on how much I spend. I need some rules and...
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