It was a fairly typical late afternoon. “You know we’ve got zero plans for dinner. Nothing much in the fridge. I’ve just spent the last two days cooking for your friends”, said Don Day’s Wife. “Why don’t we order in.” Now, usually ordering in means something that we...
There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.” Oscar Wilde Every morning I get an email from a Facebook site. It carries the not so catchy headline: [CivilSMA1] Civil San Miguel de Allende, formerly Civil SMA...
It was my last night in San Miguel before heading up to Toronto for a few weeks. Don Day’s Wife was suffering some post-Covid blues so I asked a couple of my favorite guys to join me in my five o’clock ritual. “Venencia?”, said Jack, “never heard of it”. “It’s on...
It didn’t go quite as planned. The plan was just to be a spectator on the sidelines at the cathedral, the chapel, the temple, the tabernacle, where, on each and every Friday, the all-powerful of all spirits is raised and praised. I had come to watch not to worship....
The fever started in L.A. Then, with a boost last month from Eric Asimov in the New York Times, it became a frenzy. I’m talking about birria. And you’re excused if you don’t know what I’m talking about. Because birria may be, not only the most unrecognized, but also...
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