The lunch of living dangerously. At Aguamiel.

White water kayaking. Skydiving. Helicopter skiing. Motorcycle acrobatics. I love those extreme sports. Those sports where man risks life and limb in order to be considered the best at something. Most of them are strictly spectator sports. But today I actually...
Bubbling over. About the world’s first sparkling wine.

Bubbling over. About the world’s first sparkling wine.

For Hillary, it was mountains. For Armstrong, it was the moon. For Cousteau, it was the deep blue sea. For Don Day, it was the very first sparkling wine ever produced. Well at least one day last month it was. Now you may have heard that the world’s very first...
Mycological moments. In San Miguel de Allende.

Mycological moments. In San Miguel de Allende.

Why is it that something you disliked so much as a kid, you can like so much as an adult? They say it’s because some things are an acquired taste. But then why did it take me about 15 years to like mushrooms and only 15 minutes to like beer, another supposed...
Hernan Cortes ate here. So did I.

Hernan Cortes ate here. So did I.

I loved Sundays when I was a kid. Because Sunday was the day the family would go for a Sunday drive and a Sunday drive always involved food. I still remember my father’s black 1949 Oldsmobile 88. I still remember him telling my Uncle Calvin it had a rear end as...