Ring-a-ding-a-dingy. At Hank’s.

Ring-a-ding-a-dingy. At Hank’s.

I don’t like snails or toads or frogs Or strange things living under logs But, mmm mmm mmm, I love onions Dinner for two. For 100 pesos. Including tip. But, no, of course not including drinks. Don Day’s Wife and I have done it. A few times. It starts with the clocks...
The hard shell taco. At Hank’s.

The hard shell taco. At Hank’s.

I was in Hank’s a few Tuesdays ago. Hank’s is a bar in San Miguel de Allende. And I think, without a doubt, the best bar in San Miguel de Allende. Not only is Hank’s the best bar in town, it is also one of the very best restaurants. So it always bothers me that Hank’s...
Shaken not stirred. By Diego.

Shaken not stirred. By Diego.

I like cocktails. I have one almost every evening. At around 5:00 pm. Actually it’s more like exactly at 5:00 pm. And yes, I’ve been known to watch the little hand take forever to get to that number five. I’m not sure where it came from, but somehow in my brain...
Hoppin’ on down to Venencia. For chapulines.

Hoppin’ on down to Venencia. For chapulines.

It was my last night in San Miguel before heading up to Toronto for a few weeks. Don Day’s Wife was suffering some post-Covid blues so I asked a couple of my favorite guys to join me in my five o’clock ritual. “Venencia?”, said Jack, “never heard of it”. “It’s on...
Solving the mystery of Sal y Canto.

Solving the mystery of Sal y Canto.

Featuring the fine photography of Scott Allison. It was last January when the mystery began. There was a press release announcing the new edition of the Guía México Gastronómico, the guide to Mexico’s top restaurants, and I was scanning the list for the new and...
Pass the bottle and praise the agave.

Pass the bottle and praise the agave.

It didn’t go quite as planned. The plan was just to be a spectator on the sidelines at the cathedral, the chapel, the temple, the tabernacle, where, on each and every Friday, the all-powerful of all spirits is raised and praised. I had come to watch not to worship....