It’s been happening in San Miguel de Allende for a few years now. A group of guys gets together once a week and complains about the weather, food prices, sports, politics, TV reception, booze prices, traffic, grandkids, their health and the fact that their wives...
Thirty years. That’s how long it had been since Don Day’s Wife and I had that first date. It was a Wednesday. The restaurant was called Epicure. We ordered the burgers au poivre with blue cheese and peppercorn sauce and a bottle of a Côtes de Rhône from the village of...
It was a fairly typical late afternoon. “You know we’ve got zero plans for dinner. Nothing much in the fridge. I’ve just spent the last two days cooking for your friends”, said Don Day’s Wife. “Why don’t we order in.” Now, usually ordering in means something that we...
So there we were. Richard and I. On our first day out in Puerto Vallarta. And just two days after I’d written about hard shell tacos on my website. Puerto Vallarta is in Jalisco and, when in Jalisco, your first breakfast must be birria. Off to the backstreets and at...
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...
I don’t remember their exact words. But it went something like this. “I don’t get Trip Advisor. A little hole in the wall like El Pato is constantly in the top ten and a gorgeous place like Bovine is down in the 200’s.” I could have taken it a step further. How can...
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