For many years, Don Day’s Wife and I have spent a couple of weeks of the late Summer in France. The regions of the country we’ve visited have varied but the central theme never has. Food. And wine. And more food. And more wine. One year, when we went to The Loire...
Pirate John Burger steps in for Don Day today to report on the Basque pintxos dinner that was held last week in San Miguel. And why is Pirate John doing a guest spot instead of Don Day doing the reporting you may be asking. Let’s just say that, on this occasion, he...
Get your motor runnin’ Head out on the highway Lookin’ for adventure And whatever comes our way Do you know what Don Day’s Wife did when I met her? She was one of three sizzlingly hot-looking women, dressed in the tightest of bustières and highest of...
I’ve been hearing a lot of complaints about San Miguel supermarket meat lately. And I must admit I don’t have much sympathy. Because I think there’s a lot better place to buy meat, particularly beef, and particularly steak. With the odd exception,...
Maybe it’s the scarcity of good sushi in this town. Maybe that’s why someone would get excited about an appetizer that uses frozen fish. Or maybe it’s because it’s yellowfin tuna and like all firm fish it handles freezing well. Don Day’s...
We thought we were lost. Perhaps had the wrong address. There was this little cafe on the corner. No tablecloths, no gleaming silverware, no Riedel crystal, no linen napkins. This couldn’t be it, could it? This sure didn’t look like the best restaurant in...
I admit it. I watch cooking shows. Too many cooking shows. I’ve been watching them since I was 12 years old. When the other guys were out playing street hockey. It definitely wasn’t cool for a guy to watch cooking shows then. And I remember my dad telling my mom that...
I’ve been excited about Hallowe’en ever since that very first time my mother held me by my shoulders, bent over, looked deep in my eyes and uttered those magic words, “Tonight it’s OK to take candy from strangers.” I continued to be enthralled by Hallowe’en right...
If you asked me which restaurant In San Miguel I think is the most attractive, I’d find it difficult, perhaps impossible, to answer. But if you broadened the geography to Guanajuato, the answer would be easy. My choice would be Mestizo. There is nothing hanging on...
“I placed the shell on the edge of her lips and after a good deal of laughing, she sucked in the oyster, which she held between her lips. I instantly recovered it by placing my lips on hers.” Casanova. The guy who wrote that. You’ve heard of him. Right?...
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