I used to love crêpes. I use to love crêperies. Everybody did in the seventies. We went to crêperies on dates. Crêperies had checkered tablecloths. Crêperies had candles in wine bottles. And most importantly, in those days, creperies had low prices. Two could go to a...
Masi Agricola produces not just some of the best Venetian wines, they produce some of the best wines in all of Italy. Their celebrated Amarones traditionally score in the nineties when judged by the critics. I was recently offered the opportunity to purchase cases of...
It had always been one of San Miguel’s best-looking restaurants. Right from the day a few years ago that an Argentinean couple converted it from a residence and moved their restaurant La Virundela there. But they couldn’t make a go of it. And neither could Laila Murra...
Paula Nunes is a volunteer. Virtually every time I’ve run into her she’s been volunteering. To help a person, a business, a charity, a cause. Last week she was invited to a dinner party being held at Casa Don Day and again she volunteered. This time to help a very...
“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...
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