In praise of pork. And Silveyra’s.

In praise of pork. And Silveyra’s.

Poor old pork. Always the bronze medalist. Always seeming to lag behind behind beef and chicken in the popularity poll, despite it often being half the price. That thought was spinning through my head again last week. I was lunching at the relatively new to San Miguel...
Paletas. The icy, spicy Mexican delight.

Paletas. The icy, spicy Mexican delight.

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...
If you know Tony, tell him about these wings. Please.

If you know Tony, tell him about these wings. Please.

There’s a guy in town called Tony. I don’t know Tony very well. But I know Tony’s from Buffalo. Which gives us something very much in common. Because I’m from a suburb of Buffalo called Canada. As a once-teenaged Canadian, I lived in a land where people were not...
Give me this day, my daily bread.

Give me this day, my daily bread.

So there I was, standing in arrivals at Mexico City airport, after five hours of being sardined into a middle seat, now standing and watching an empty carousel rotate for an hour. “I better go and try to put the brakes on the shuttle”, said Don Day’s Wife. “We’ll...
Oh how I’ve mished their mixiote!

Oh how I’ve mished their mixiote!

After having been bunkered up in Toronto for far too many months, on my return to San Miguel de Allende, the very first restaurant I headed to was El Pato. I had been dreaming for weeks…no, make that months…about mixiote served by El Pato’s always...
I don’t care what you call it. I still like tilapia.

I don’t care what you call it. I still like tilapia.

My Kiwi Neighbor: “We have a different name for that fish in New Zealand.” Don Day: “Oh yeh. What do you call it there?” My Kiwi Neighbor: “Cat food.” I rarely eat tilapia. It’s not that I don’t like the taste. I just don’t like the treatment. Because tilapia don’t...