We’d been there before. Back in April 2020. Then again in December 2020. And now we’d made the difficult decision once more. We were heading back into hibernation. Back down the rabbit hole. It was a little different this time. More contagious. But less dangerous. But...
It’s a once a week, absolutely-every-week-that-we’re-there, tradition in Toronto. I’m talking about dim sum at lunch. Those wonderful little Chinese treats, steamed or fried, three or four to the serving, that date back to the 10th Century tea houses on the Silk Road...
I had to look up the word bulla. A noun, female, said the 2021 Word Reference Dictionary, best translated as ruckus, commotion, racket, uproar. Interesting. I wondered if I’d soon be raisin’ a ruckus about the new San Miguel restaurant with the unlikely name of Bulla...
Lima and I got off to a rocky start. My first time there was when the restaurant was in San Miguel’s Mercado Carmen. I asked the very charming server to bring me the dish that the chef was most proud of. The chef’s recommendation was Linguine Huancaina with Cortes de...
The rumor started to circulate back in November. Chef Marcela Bolaño and her partner Ximena de Léon Campomanes were opening a new restaurant, a new Asian restaurant. I was intrigued. I was enthused. I was excited. But I wasn’t surprised. Marsala, their first San...
My latest foodie film recommendation came from an unlikely source. My friend Dilia Suriel is a living, breathing version of IMDb when it comes to recommending movies, especially those little sleepers that often slip by unnoticed. But this was a film about sushi and...
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