It’s a shame really. That some people don’t eat tongue. That they become tongue-tied when someone asks if they’d like some. In countries like the United States, in fact, it’s better to lead a dog’s life. Because a lot of beef tongue ends...
It was one of the first big words I learned. Other people called it glue. But that’s not what it said on the bottle. On the bottle it said mucilage. So that’s what I called it. I remember smart-assing my mother. Even giving it the French pronunciation so...
It’s a coin toss. As to whether tacos or tamales are Mexico’s favorite comfort food. Except at this time of year when Candelaria is approaching. At this time of year, tamales are the clear favorites. I’ve always been confused about exactly what...
It’s been a tradition in Mexican restaurants since the first day I walked into one. It was back in 1974. In Toronto. It was called The Peasant’s Larder. It was where the Carlton streetcar bent around and down Parliament Street. In the days when Cabbagetown...
My ship has sails that are made of silk, The decks are trimmed with gold, And of jam and spice There’s a paradise In the hold. I’d been waiting a long, long time. But I knew somehow, someday my ship would come in. Well not exactly a ship. Not in the middle...
Don Day is a man. And many men…OK, make that almost every man…likes certain things a little larger than the norm. But there are exceptions to that rule. And I have one big exception. It’s restaurants. I dislike almost every big restaurant. No make...
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