Holy mackerel, it’s sierra season.

Holy mackerel, it’s sierra season.

We had three very good reasons to be celebrating at Mario’s Mariscos Frescos. It was the restaurant’s eighth anniversary. They had recently become the number one ranked San Miguel de Allende restaurant. And it was the start of the sierras arriving from Mazatlan....
In praise of pork. And Silveyra’s.

In praise of pork. And Silveyra’s.

Poor old pork. Always the bronze medalist. Always seeming to lag behind behind beef and chicken in the popularity poll, despite it often being half the price. That thought was spinning through my head again last week. I was lunching at the relatively new to San Miguel...
Bowled over by what came in this bowl.

Bowled over by what came in this bowl.

Lima and I got off to a rocky start. My first time there was when the restaurant was in San Miguel’s Mercado Carmen. I asked the very charming server to bring me the dish that the chef was most proud of. The chef’s recommendation was Linguine Huancaina with Cortes de...
“Holy Chicken!” Truth ain’t as tasty as fiction.

“Holy Chicken!” Truth ain’t as tasty as fiction.

Warning: Extreme discretion is suggested in reading the following. It may contain disturbing information unsuitable for carnivores and may result in unbridled vegetarianism. I was cruisin’ Amazon Prime. Looking for that one murder mystery I might have missed. Maybe...
Paletas. The icy, spicy Mexican delight.

Paletas. The icy, spicy Mexican delight.

When I was a little kid, I was raised mostly by my grandparents. And, when I was a little kid, I had a favorite treat. It was called an ice lolly. And it combined fruit juice, sugar and this amazing invention called ice. Now this invention may not seem particularly...