“Well I’m going to the country, baby do you want to go?”

“Well I’m going to the country, baby do you want to go?”

I had an all you can eat lunch last Sunday. There were seven women and little old me. Talk about a feast! The venue was a favorite. It’s been around long enough now that I almost consider it an old favorite. I certainly can’t think of any place I’d rather favor with...
My desperately seeking sushi days may be over.

My desperately seeking sushi days may be over.

I don’t consider mixing seafood and cheese to be a sin. I’ve even personally suffered the roll the eyes wrath of snotty servers when I’ve asked for parmesan on my pasta alla vongole or on my risotto con camarones. But even I have limits and where those limits get...
Mi Vida. I’ve got a Sunday kind of love.

Mi Vida. I’ve got a Sunday kind of love.

After family and friends, the three things that give me the most pleasure in life are food, wine and music and, on a Sunday, wonderful Sunday, in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico, there’s no place I’d rather be for all three than Mi Vida. To be more specific, those three...
Dila’s. Serious Sri Lankan in San Miguel.

Dila’s. Serious Sri Lankan in San Miguel.

The first time I met Dila was about ten years ago when he was working at the restaurant Chamonix on Recreo. He was a confident, outgoing guy with a toothy grin and an impressive knowledge of traditional fine French cuisine. I liked Dila right from the start. I liked...
Goodbye Loreto. Hello Afrodita.

Goodbye Loreto. Hello Afrodita.

It was like losing a close friend. One who was always there for you. Then suddenly they were gone. Without as much as a hasta luego. Without even a note left on their door. That door wasn’t far from the corner of Mesones and Collegio in San Miguel de Allende. And it...

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