There were four reasons I was so anxious to eat at Cocina Apapacho: Erik, Ramiro, Mariana and La Comer. The first three are all in the restaurant biz and have all been favorites of mine for quite a while. There’s a long list of stops on their resumés some with quite...
Gordita: Literally “little fatty,” referring to the chubby size of this oversized tortilla with a pocket for stuffing meat, vegetables, and salsas. They are usually fried without oil on a comal (“griddle pan”) to create a crunchy exterior. From...
I didn’t say that. Bill Biniasz said that. And Bill Biniasz should know as Bill Biniasz also told me, “I don’t cook a lot. I eat out a lot. And I eat an awful lot of sandwiches.” The sandwich he was talking about was the smoked pulled pork at Peninsula. A couple of...
With an enormous thank you to Scott Allison for his photographs. It’s become a bit of a ritual, an annual event. It’s when I get a group together and ask Mario’s Mariscos Frescos to bring in the very best that the Pacific Ocean has to offer. Oysters, scallops, shrimp,...
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...
So there we were strolling down Salida a Celaya, sauntering our way from bar one to bar two, minding our own damn business, and POW!!! They hit us right in the eyes. Two of them. Obviously targeting our dated and dilated pupils. The first was “cochinita”, the second...
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