In pursuit of the tastiest tomatillos.

In pursuit of the tastiest tomatillos.

Call them the Rodney Dangerfield of Mexican fruit. Apart from their frequent appearance in salsas verdes, I rarely see tomatillos being used in Mexico. And, outside of Mexico, I rarely see them at all. I think that’s a shame. For if you want a little sour in any dish,...
Happy as a clam about my San Miguel find.

Happy as a clam about my San Miguel find.

Do the clam. Do the clam. Grab your barefoot baby by the hand. It’s not often I get to quote Elvis Presley especially from one of his worst movies (it was Clambake). But it’s not often I get to do clams. Not in Mexico anyway. Not until recently anyway. I spend about...
Ay Chihuahua! This is good cheese.

Ay Chihuahua! This is good cheese.

The more years I spend in Mexico, the more I try to celebrate the red, white and green, particularly when it comes to what I eat. There is one Mexican food though I have a problem with and that is cheese. And that really bothers me. It seems to me that almost every...
In search of good California reds. In Mexico.

In search of good California reds. In Mexico.

I drink a lot of wine, an awful lot of wine, about three large glasses almost every day (and note that, after all those medical appointments, I don’t reveal exactly how large those glasses are). So I need some self-control on how much I spend. I need some rules and...
Eating creamy, crunchy Canadian ice cream. In the middle of Mexico.

Eating creamy, crunchy Canadian ice cream. In the middle of Mexico.

“There is no one more Canadian than a Canadian who no longer lives in Canada.” Mike Myers I stole that quote. From a woman called Marie Porter. Marie is the author of a new recipe book called More Than Poutine. Favorite Foods from My Home and Native Land and, as you...