“Waste not. Want not.” I heard those words at the dinner table at least twice a week from my mother when I was a young kid. But I don’t think I understood them. I know they never had much affect on me. Nor did the stories of rationing during the war or the starving...
A few weeks ago I came to the conclusion that certain beef cuts, specifically the ones that don’t have much marbling from fat, were just as tender and tasty from grass-fed cows as they were from cows that were finished in a feedlot on corn or other grains. In a little...
La Cucina di Afrodita has always been one of my favorite places. But I haven’t eaten there very often. I guess it’s because I’m not a very good planner and going to a rural restaurant does take a bit of planning. Plus, La Cucina di Afrodita is only open on Saturdays...
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...
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