“I’ll have what Moctezuma’s having.”

“I’ll have what Moctezuma’s having.”

The Aztec diet included a variety of fish and wild game: various fowl, pocket gophers, green iguanas, axolotls (a type of water salamander), a type of crayfish called an acocil, and a great variety of insects, larvae and insect eggs. They also domesticated turkeys,...
Mario’s. Everything but the sunburn and sand in your shoes.

Mario’s. Everything but the sunburn and sand in your shoes.

I always get jealous around this time of year. Because this time of year is when a lot of San Miguelenses go to the beach. Actually I don’t get jealous when they go. I get jealous when they come back. Because it’s then that they tell me about that day or...
Shuffling off to ChupAlitas for some very tasty wings.

Shuffling off to ChupAlitas for some very tasty wings.

“Whereas, the success of Mr. Bellissimo’s tasty experiment in 1964 has grown to the point where thousands of pounds of chicken wings are consumed by Buffalonians in restaurants and taverns throughout our city each week, the city of Buffalo officially declares July 29,...
And the winner of the Chili Cookoff was…

And the winner of the Chili Cookoff was…

The chairs were being piled on the tables. The signs were starting to lean as much as those of us who’d sampled and judged all of the margaritas. And I stumbled out thinking the glory days are back. The biggest and best social event in San Miguel de Allende has...
To market, to market. To end my craving for crab cakes.

To market, to market. To end my craving for crab cakes.

A sausage zealot. That’s what Anthony D’Avanza is. Anytime I run into him, all he wants to talk about is sausages. This guy is absolutely fanatical about sausages. This guy lives and breathes sausages. This guy will bend your ear until it’s ringing...
Bound for Berlin. In search of one more special dish.

Bound for Berlin. In search of one more special dish.

Berlin is one of my favorite bars in San Miguel. Well actually one of my favorite bars anywhere. Especially when I want a warm and cozy place to fondle a glass of red or three on a chilly Winter’s night. But I don’t go there very often. And, when I do, I...