Climb every mountain, Ford every stream, Follow every rainbow, Til you find your dream. “You don’t know your ass from a hole in the ground.” People had been saying it to Don Day for years. And they were right. But not any more. Thanks of all things...
Now I’m not saying this happened. But what if? What if I’d gone out last Thursday night. Leaving Don Day’s Wife in the company of the much more attractive MDs on Grey’s Anatomy? And what if I’d had a couple of margaritas. And a beer. And...
Don Day is a man. And many men…OK, make that almost every man…likes certain things a little larger than the norm. But there are exceptions to that rule. And I have one big exception. It’s restaurants. I dislike almost every big restaurant. No make...
Some people go to Dolores Hidalgo to dig up the roots of the Mexican revolution. Some people go to Dolores Hidalgo for the talavera pottery. A few go for the ice cream. A lot go for the wineries. And almost everyone who goes there goes to Carnitas Vicente. Stan and...
I’d passed it perhaps twenty, maybe even thirty times over the years. But today we were actually going. It was our final and only destination. The restaurant had intrigued me every one of those times we’d passed by. There were more signs outside than in...
Josefina Quintera and Don Day don’t have a lot in common. But there are two things. Both of them came to San Miguel de Allende about ten years ago. And they both fell in love. The object of their affection was not someone they wanted to hold or caress. But their...
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