How the little pig lost his leg.

How the little pig lost his leg.

Many, many years ago, an 18-year-old Canadian boy came to Mexico for the summer. He had learned that by spending six weeks with a family in this faraway foreign land, he would receive a university credit in Spanish. He had dreamed that the Mexican family would, like...
Paella negra. Black is the new orange.

Paella negra. Black is the new orange.

The number of times Don Day’s mother warned him. Don’t talk to strangers on the street. But Don Day never listened. And still doesn’t. The latest stranger I started talking to was on a street called Hernandez Macias in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico....
Swimming with the shark in San Miguel.

Swimming with the shark in San Miguel.

It’s not impossible to find in the middle of Mexico but it’s definitely not easy. Don Day is talking about fish that can be savored in its cleanest and most elegant form, sushi grade fish. Lack of sustainability has taken away Don Day’s favorite fish...
In praise of redheads and burritos in San Miguel de Allende.

In praise of redheads and burritos in San Miguel de Allende.

Location. Location. Location. The three most important words in real estate are almost as important in the restaurant biz. Especially when it comes to burritos in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico. When Don Day first arrived in San Miguel, he used to get his burrito fix...