I was pacing off my lunch last week (supposedly five steps equals one calorie). Walking up Salida a Celaya when, through the gritty dust in my eyes, I saw the sign outside Natalia’s. It was only one of the words that stopped me in my tracks. Pibil. The word for...
I traditionally spend the month of May in Toronto. Which means, of course, that I miss the Cinco de Mayo festivities in San Miguel. Well, actually, I don’t. Not for the last three years anyway. You see I’m very lucky in that one of the best things about...
The competition for the restaurant with the best view in San Miguel de Allende seems to crown a new champ every year (the latest one to wear the tiara is Quince). A couple of years ago, two of the major contenders were restaurants that served pizza. Now a third one...
I was in my fifties when I finally made it to New Orleans. On my first morning, I knew exactly where I wanted to go. 923 Decatur Street in the French Quarter. That was the location of an old Italian food market called Central Grocery who made one of the world’s...
Serves two. For more or less people, adjust quantities accordingly. This is the full length version; for the condensed version, omit steps one to four. 1. At approximately 1:00 pm, turn on Netflix. 2. Even though you detest using the cumbersome Netflix SEARCH...
OK, let’s get this out of the way right off the top. This ain’t your mother’s porchetta. Not if you were a kid who comes from an Italian family in Hartford or Philadelphia or on the Jersey shore. Or a kid like me who was raised with Italian kids in...
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