I’m recycling one of my blog posts from a few years ago today. Partly, of course, because I’m lazy. But mostly because a Scottish version of Don Day’s Wife’s shepherd’s pie will be on the menu at Bonds’ Robbie Burns Night in San...
Go where the locals go. That’s always been Don Day’s golden rule for finding the best restaurants. And the busiest food stand/restaurant by far at San Miguel de Allende’s Tuesday Market is Ceci. Ceci serves only one thing. Gorditas. So Ceci is...
I’d posted a blog about Cafe MuRo already this year. I’d talked about how they were the most highly rated San Miguel de Allende restaurant on Trip Advisor. But that review was based on past experience. Don Day had been so busy checking out all of the new...
Don Day thanks photographer Niels Henriksen for bailing him out with pix for today’s post. Niels currently has a show (til February 27, 2014) in the gallery at Cafe Muro, Loreto #10B, in San Miguel de Allende. There’s a myth (and an American Express ad)...
“Mahomet made the people believe that he would call a hill to him, and from the top of it offer up his prayers, for the observers of his law. The people assembled; Mahomet called the hill to come to him, again and again; and when the hill stood still, he was...
Don Day had a date with a beautiful woman this week. But before I tell you about it, I should warn you, especially if you’re a married man like Don Day, if you’re considering a date with another woman, be very, very careful. I thought I’d disguise it...
Give a man a fish and you feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime. Teach a man to cook a fish and you save his marriage. “Honey, will you make pescado a la veracruzana for me tonight?” “You know I don’t make...
I decided to have an olive oil tasting the other day. I’m not sure why. Other than olive oil has always mystified me. That and the fact that everywhere I seem to go there are olive oil shops and bars with the word degustation outside. Maybe even more of them...
Dear Senor Day: I think you know Trevor, my husband. He’s mentioned that you’ve chatted with him and the other knights of the round table in front of The Longhorn Smokehouse. He’s the one known as Clever Trevor. The one that dresses like a cross...
I’ve always struggled with my sausage in Mexico. It’s just so hard to know what you’re getting until you take your first bite. You never know what parts of the animal are in there or sometimes even what kind of animal those parts came from, You...
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