“Welcome home”, said the woman in the monogrammed mask, as we walked through the glass doors into Kenten’s S.M.A. “Welcome home”, I thought. Do I know this woman? Have I been here before? How drunk was I? It was almost two hours later, heading out through those same...
It was a dazzling debut. Perhaps the best new restaurant to open in 2019. It had all the ingredients for success in San Miguel de Allende. Or anywhere else. Sophisticated but casual. Classy but cozy. Trendy but traditional. Elegant but not expensive. I only went to...
Marrakesh, come to Marrakesh To the city of gold near the sky Marrakesh, come to Marrakesh Where the troubles of life drift on by You don’t meet a lot of guys like J.J. Castañeda in San Miguel de Allende. He’s too big city, too fast talkin’, too street smart and,...
After having been bunkered up in Toronto for far too many months, on my return to San Miguel de Allende, the very first restaurant I headed to was El Pato. I had been dreaming for weeks…no, make that months…about mixiote served by El Pato’s always...
I can’t remember exactly when I first tasted bacalao but I think I already had a three as the first digit of my age. I don’t really know what took me so long either. There weren’t too many other dishes that hadn’t somehow landed on a plate in front of me. I think it...
Don Day’s Wife and I had a beef taco, a pork taco, a chicken taco and a fish taco for lunch today. And we’re not in San Miguel de Allende, not even in Mexico; we’re in Toronto, living in exile during these covid times. The woman who created the tacos for us has...
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