I’ve seen crèpes suzette, bananas foster and cherries jubilee. I’ve seen desserts that bubbled, that sparkled, that smoked. But I’d never seen anything quite like this. We’d already had five courses. But we’d split them. And there were three of us. So there was...
Through most of my 18 winters in San Miguel de Allende, finding good sushi has been a battle. And, usually, a losing battle. Those days though may now be over. More and more Mexico City money is coming to town and that money is being used to open new restaurants on an...
“I know you’ve written about it before. But you’ve got to write about it again. Nobody reads what you wrote three years ago. When it’s this good it deserves repeating.” Don Day’s Wife said that. In a tone of voice that could be almost called raised. We were at Hank’s...
I had to look up the word bulla. A noun, female, said the 2021 Word Reference Dictionary, best translated as ruckus, commotion, racket, uproar. Interesting. I wondered if I’d soon be raisin’ a ruckus about the new San Miguel restaurant with the unlikely name of Bulla...
You’ll find it in quite a few countries. With quite a few different names. The one most internationally talked about is bresaola, the one from Northern Italy. The one I’m going to talk about is cecina, the one you’ll find here in Central Mexico. I decided to talk...
“Jason Malloff is about as close San Miguel comes to a rock star chef in this town and he’s built a solid fan base for Cafe Rama. A weekly email taunts me with what music to my mouth is on his current playlist. It works. About every two weeks, I’m at Cafe...
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