I’d eaten sweet potatoes for a lot of years. Mostly smothered in butter and sprinkled with salt as the side to a roast of pork. Then I came to San Miguel de Allende and my tongue got all twisted around. In Mexico, the locals eat sweet potatoes as dessert. I thought...
It was my last night in San Miguel before heading up to Toronto for a few weeks. Don Day’s Wife was suffering some post-Covid blues so I asked a couple of my favorite guys to join me in my five o’clock ritual. “Venencia?”, said Jack, “never heard of it”. “It’s on...
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...
It’s been more than 30 years since JJ Casteñeda first walked into the California Culinary Academy and started a career in the restaurant biz. It’s been more than three years since he brought that career to San Miguel de Allende. JJ’s first stop in San Miguel was at...
It didn’t go quite as planned. The plan was just to be a spectator on the sidelines at the cathedral, the chapel, the temple, the tabernacle, where, on each and every Friday, the all-powerful of all spirits is raised and praised. I had come to watch not to worship....
Lent. For some it means one meal a day. For others it means no meat all day. For me it means something with four times more protein than a lot of meat. For me, it’s the start of escamol season. Escamoles. The first mention of them was early in the 16th Century, when...
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