Climb every mountain, Ford every stream, Follow every rainbow, Til you find your dream. “You don’t know your ass from a hole in the ground.” People had been saying it to Don Day for years. And they were right. But not any more. Thanks of all things...
Last March, I had the pleasure of helping to organize the San Miguel de Allende Readers Taste awards or SMARTs for short. We drank and ranked some cheap wines. La Frontera served up some fine food. And our guests filled in a lot of ballots. They chose Pizza Pig for...
So there you are on this quiz show, really just happy to have met Alex. But somehow you’ve managed a slim lead going into Final Jeopardy and Johnny Gilbert announces that the category is Chilean Cuisine. How much would you risk? Well if you were Don Day,...
Now I’m not saying this happened. But what if? What if I’d gone out last Thursday night. Leaving Don Day’s Wife in the company of the much more attractive MDs on Grey’s Anatomy? And what if I’d had a couple of margaritas. And a beer. And...
I couldn’t help thinking about a commercial from the late seventies, when my world revolved around advertising. Red Rose Tea was a strictly Canadian brand and their catch line, “Only in Canada, you say? Pity!” was one I so wished I’d written....
Don Day is a man. And many men…OK, make that almost every man…likes certain things a little larger than the norm. But there are exceptions to that rule. And I have one big exception. It’s restaurants. I dislike almost every big restaurant. No make...
True confession. I was once in love with someone called Danny. And no, it wasn’t a woman with the name Danielle. In fact, even though Danny possessed all the magnetism of a woman’s wiles, Danny wasn’t a woman at all. Danny or, more commonly, The...
You can take the boy out of the city. But you can’t take the city out of the boy. I was 25 years old when I landed my first big job. I had somehow wheedled (I think the word has an h) my way into becoming editor of a magazine called Canadian Farming. Always...
Did you know that October is Pastor Appreciation Month? Really. So in honor of this wonderful way of cooking pork, I suggested I take Don Day’s Wife for an extravagant lunch at San Miguel’s Tuesday Market so we could pay homage in harmony. Recognizing the...
I’d heard the news. It was exciting news. San Miguel de Allende had a new tapas bar. This was news that Don Day had been waiting to hear since the decline and fall of the sadly missed Cafe Iberico. I was also happy to hear that it was “a couple of...
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