I don’t think I’ve ever seen him pick up an empty plate from a table without saying the words. “Did you like it?” He, of course, almost always, gets a positive response and, almost always, he beams. The guy I’m talking about is Gerardo. A guy we call Gerry. Not...
So there I was, walking down Hernandez Macias, on my way to Kenny’s for some Buffalo wings and one of his fully-loaded caesars and in the distance I see a sheep. Could it be, I thought, could it really be? I’ve been lamenting a lot lately, desperately missing El Pato,...
So there we were in the Mexican state of Guerrero, perhaps the world capital of pozole, and I had two mysteries to solve. First, how did Thursday become the traditional day to enjoy pozole? Second, where in Zihuatanejo would I find the best? I may have solved the...
I thought I was back on Queen Street in Toronto last night. It wasn’t just that we were the only people over the age of 40. There was a buzz, a vibe, an energy, an atmosphere that you don’t see in San Miguel restaurants unless you go out at close to midnight which we...
It was Susan Knight York who alerted me and there’s no one who knows more about where to find the best restaurant values in San Miguel de Allende than Susan York. Perhaps I shouldn’t say restaurant though because many of the town’s best bargains aren’t found in bricks...
Bread and butter pickles. Their name has intrigued me forever so I went to she who knows all. I went to Wikipedia. Their name and broad popularity in the United States are attributed to Omar and Cora Fanning, Illinois cucumber farmers who started selling sweet and...
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