My San Miguel search for a very special sausage.

My San Miguel search for a very special sausage.

I love sausage. I love virtually every sausage. And, when I’m in Mexico, proudly wearing the red, green and white on my heart, chorizo is my choice of sausage. I think, made well, that chopped-up, chunky combo of pork, fat, chiles, cumin, coriander, plus, usually, at...
A San Miguel breakfast. For a guy who doesn’t eat breakfast.

A San Miguel breakfast. For a guy who doesn’t eat breakfast.

I rarely eat breakfast. It’s not that I don’t like breakfast. It’s more that it doesn’t like me. You see I’ve always been a pudgy guy and I’ve never liked being a pudgy guy. Not only that, my favorite breakfasts all contain a huge quantity of two of my favorite things...
San Miguel elects a new prime minister of beef.

San Miguel elects a new prime minister of beef.

Say the two words Sunday dinner and I will reply with the two words roast beef. There is no stronger food tradition in my life. No family food event so memorable. When I was growing up, beef at six was as predictable as Ed Sullivan at eight. And when I flew the roost,...
Fee. Fi. Fo. Fum. I smell a pho that’s not ho hum.

Fee. Fi. Fo. Fum. I smell a pho that’s not ho hum.

Don Day’s Wife and I divide our lives almost equally between Toronto and San Miguel de Allende, two, obviously, very different cities. But what we eat in each of those cities varies very little. With one very big exception. In Toronto, a week rarely goes by where we...
Well I’ll be doggoned. A Costco eating alternative.

Well I’ll be doggoned. A Costco eating alternative.

Hot diggity, dog diggity, boom what you used to do to me. I mean just how many Costco hot dogs can you eat? As good as they are and as essential as they seem to be on any shopping expedition to Querétaro or Celaya, once in a while you yearn to wander. Our chauffeurs...

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