A few…maybe more than a few…years ago, Cheryl Young, a writer and friend of mine was going to a lunch at a new restaurant called Aperi. As it was a “ladies lunch” and as I wasn’t invited, I asked if she would write about it on my blog; she agreed. A few days ago,...
I still fondly remember Bhaji’s first home in San Miguel, a classy and cosy little spot hidden behind heavy velvet curtains on Calle Correo. I loved going there, especially with a group of good friends. Indian cuisine is like that. Better when shared. Best when...
Back in December 2021, I said to Don Day’s Wife, “A pizza parlor with no pasta and no delivery. Not a snowball’s chance in hell it’ll survive. I give it one year, absolute max!” The place I was talking about was called Bennu. They recently celebrated their third...
I don’t think I’ve ever seen him pick up an empty plate from a table without saying the words. “Did you like it?” He, of course, almost always, gets a positive response and, almost always, he beams. The guy I’m talking about is Gerardo. A guy we call Gerry. Not...
It was one of the most talked about Saturday nights in San Miguel ever. The Gypsy Kings were playing in our main square, in the jardin. The price was free. We figured we’d have to get down there at least three hours prior if we were to get anywhere near the stage. We...
In 1974, I made the shivery-scary move from small town to big city. Toronto was my first and only choice. It was absolutely the right decision and I have a long list of fond memories from those first few years. The prime addresses on my memory lane were the...
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