I’m sure you know the old cliche. About the three most important factors when choosing real estate. So, if I was choosing a location, location, location for a new restaurant in San Miguel de Allende, about the last place I’d consider would be the outer...
Now I’m not a big fan of Facebook. But it does have its advantages. Like finding out what certain people are doing without having to do it with them. Or finding out which of the high school hotties are still sizzling. Or finding out which of the perfect couples...
I don’t know why more people don’t do it. Or maybe I do. I’m talking about hiring a personal chef for a dinner party in your home. And then charging your guests to attend. Yes it’s a big hurdle. Asking friends or family to pay for a meal in...
Do chefs really deserve celebrity status? Well I’m a foodie and even I’m of mixed opinions. Yes, I understand why people who cook are now being treated like people who rock. But I’d still rather have dinner with Bruce Springsteen than David Chang...
When I was a little kid, I was raised mostly by my grandparents. And, when I was a little kid, I had a favorite treat. It was called an ice lolly. And it combined fruit juice, sugar and this amazing invention called ice. Now this invention may not seem particularly...
Last week, when I was blogging about The Restaurant’s chef Donnie Masterton bringing Cinco de Mayo to Toronto, I wrote, “Should I be worried that the guy I consider the best chef in our little town…might want to spread his wings and head back to a...
(With special thanks to photographer Marshall Postnikoff who took some of the shots…the good ones) You know what I like about Cinco de Mayo? It’s an adult event. Unlike any other, except maybe New Year’s Eve. Call me selfish if you want. Don...
DD: “How about we host a Valentine’s Day dinner?” DDW: “And I’ll spend all day cooking and all night serving?” DD: “How about we host a Valentine’s Day dinner and hire a chef for the evening?” DDW: “And who...
It was the last meeting of the season for the gentlemen who lunch, the last excuse for some serious drinking at midday before a lot of the snowbirds (including Don Day) stretched their wings and crossed their webbed feet in hopes of some early Spring warmth and,...
A bottle of red, a bottle of white, Whatever kind of mood you’re in tonight, I’ll meet you anytime you want, In our Italian restaurant. Do you remember when Italian restaurants changed? It was the mid-seventies when I first noticed. The red or checkered...
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