I gave up smokes about…mmmm…about how long ago was it, honey? “It was ten years, eight months and three weeks ago.” Yes, me not smoking my three packs of Pall Mall King Size unfiltered a day, was obviously important to at least one person. But, I must admit, I didn’t...
They’re a tradition almost everywhere in the central valley of Oaxaca. Grabbing one on the way home from work. Maybe eating it standing up. Most often eating it with your hands. Calle Libres, one of the main drags in the state capital, is lined with restaurants that...
It had been raining in San Miguel for days. We contemplated the choices. We could brave the outdoors and build an ark. Or we could stay indoors and eat and drink. We decided that nobody really missed the unicorns after the last time we had weather like this. We’d eat...
I can hear them now. In their drawlin’ Nawlins twang. “That ain’t no po’ boy. Po’ boys ain’t got no bean sprouts. Po’ boys ain’t got no arugula.” And I must admit. I’m a bit of a purist too when it comes to food traditions. But when a sandwich is this good, I figure...
It was gambling that paid for my dinner last week. At Ghouls For Schools, the Hallowe’en benefit for the charity Feed The Hungry, there was a raffle. And guess whose number they pulled for dinner for two at Zumo? I’d really wanted to return to Zumo. They had made some...
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