Magda Pablos picks and preps a peck of poblano peppers.

Magda Pablos picks and preps a peck of poblano peppers.

I was reading a story on the digital publication Milenio recently. It said that there are more than 1500 different species of chile peppers in Mexico. One five zero zero! That means that I have about 1488 types of chiles to still experience before I die. But I’m...
Oh, my goodness. Cherimoyas.

Oh, my goodness. Cherimoyas.

“If I were asked which would be the best fruit, I would choose without hesitation, cherimoya. Its taste, indeed, surpasses that of every other fruit.” There were two reasons I had to write about cherimoyas. I had been reading this book Life In Mexico, a...
I’m embarassed to dance the salsa. But I can make it.

I’m embarassed to dance the salsa. But I can make it.

Don Day doesn’t dance, unless he’s had a few drinks. Don Day doesn’t cook, no matter how many drinks he’s had. Because Don Day’s Wife doesn’t allow him to cook. In fact, Don Day is staunchly discouraged from ever entering the kitchen. Well that is until there...
Spirits are high after awards to San Miguel-based distiller.

Spirits are high after awards to San Miguel-based distiller.

Last year, I had my first taste of bacanora when Gunther Maier poured me a glass of Santa Cuviso. I proclaimed the agave-based spirit a winner. This year, the judges at the American Distilling Institute had their first taste of Santa Cuviso and they made the same...
Hey Mango. Mango Mexicano.

Hey Mango. Mango Mexicano.

I don’t think I’d ever had a mango until I was in my thirties and visited my parents in Florida. Bright yellow mangos, amber rum, rosy red cranberry juice and a turquoise Hamilton Beach blender created the cocktail de jour of the senior set and it only took an evening...
Where you’ll find good local olive oil in San Miguel.

Where you’ll find good local olive oil in San Miguel.

You know those times when you feel totally inadequate and just want to curl up in a ball and roll away from all reality and responsibility. Thursday night salsa dancing at San Miguel’s La Hacienda de Guadalupe is one for me. From the waist up, my body mostly...