Sipping Champagne in San Miguel. At Cava prices.

Sipping Champagne in San Miguel. At Cava prices.

Don Day’s Wife has been called a lot of names. And, unlike many that I’ve been called, all of hers are printable. She’s sometimes called Sharona, like the woman who’s never gonna stop, never give it up in the song by The Knack. She’s sometimes known as...
Out to hell’s half acre. For one heavenly meal.

Out to hell’s half acre. For one heavenly meal.

Even though they’re the only two Sicilians that I’ve ever met in Mexico, I do understand why they’d move to San Miguel de Allende. It’s probably because, like me, they just might think it’s the most absolutely wonderful place in the...
How to eat a pizza in San Miguel de Allende.

How to eat a pizza in San Miguel de Allende.

Serves two. For more or less people, adjust quantities accordingly. This is the full length version; for the condensed version, omit steps one to four. 1. At approximately 1:00 pm, turn on Netflix. 2. Even though you detest using the cumbersome Netflix SEARCH...
The nomenclature ain’t good. But the sandwich sure is.

The nomenclature ain’t good. But the sandwich sure is.

OK, let’s get this out of the way right off the top. This ain’t your mother’s porchetta. Not if you were a kid who comes from an Italian family in Hartford or Philadelphia or on the Jersey shore. Or a kid like me who was raised with Italian kids in...

The best restaurant in San Miguel de Allende.

No, I’m not going to tell you which restaurant it is. 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 readers to tell me your favorite restaurants. SMART stands for San Miguel de Allende...
“I’ll have what Moctezuma’s having.”

“I’ll have what Moctezuma’s having.”

The Aztec diet included a variety of fish and wild game: various fowl, pocket gophers, green iguanas, axolotls (a type of water salamander), a type of crayfish called an acocil, and a great variety of insects, larvae and insect eggs. They also domesticated turkeys,...
Mario’s. Everything but the sunburn and sand in your shoes.

Mario’s. Everything but the sunburn and sand in your shoes.

I always get jealous around this time of year. Because this time of year is when a lot of San Miguelenses go to the beach. Actually I don’t get jealous when they go. I get jealous when they come back. Because it’s then that they tell me about that day or...