I had lunch with Bonnie Boden last week. Bonnie is my female friend of longest standing. So she’s obviously a woman with an enormously high tolerance level. Except when it comes to food. There she can be a little picky. And I will never forget the first time I...
Yes, I’m cheap when it comes to wine. Very cheap. Because quite a few years before I discovered wine I discovered, thanks to grade two arithmetic, that you could have two $10 bottles for the same price as one $20 bottle. Good $10 (U.S.) bottles of wine are...
We took the bus down to Centro last night. If you take San Miguel buses, you’ll know that often they come complete with a little showbiz, usually a guy and a guitar who, as the bus rocks and rolls over the cobblestones, finds it more difficult to stay on his...
Call it a ritual. Almost every Sunday I’d be there. Probably more regularly than quite a few Christians would be in making it to church. I’m talking about the tradition that spread from Canton province in China to Hong Kong to the two cities where...
As I was typing…sorry, keystroking…the headline I stole from the most excellent book “100 Places To Visit Before You Die” (which does, of course, include San Miguel de Allende) I was thinking of a line I heard the very first year I came to this...
I’m not sure how it escaped the fanatical Mexican foodie. But I had never tasted it before in my life. Never had even heard of it in my life. The dish was karne en su jugo. Or as it’s usually spelled, carne en su jugo. Or, as a language-challenged guy like...
“He’s a treasure. He’s been here forever.” Those words came out of the mouth of Don Day’s Wife. And the word “treasure” doesn’t come out of her mouth very often unless she fancies an old Bogie flick. Fellow foodie Andy...
It’s not my very best favorite pescaderia. That honor goes to La Isla. Either at their new shop in Casa Collectiva or at their stand each Saturday at the San Miguel de Allende Organic Market. La Isla is, in fact, the only local retailer I know that, each week,...
I had lunch with Lou Christine last week. If you spend any time in San Miguel bars you may have seen Lou Christine. Lou is the guy in the hat. The guy in the ever present hat. I’ve always wondered what Lou kept under his hat so, last week, I suggested we have...
It was a mystery that absolutely fascinated me. I’d stand on the other side of the street, on the north side of Calle Correo, and I’d watch. On the left was a business called Cumpanio. With a never ending stream of customers snaking their way in and out...
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