Don’t tell me you’ve never said it. I’m talking about what you do after going online to check your favorite Chinese restaurant’s menu. Or, if you’re still living in the 20th Century like I am, pulling the paper menu out of the don’t...
Give Walter Lewis credit for the dish being on the menu. That’s him front and left at lunch the week before. Enjoying the pozole at the very charming Mexiquito. Walter was asking me about Hansen’s, the San Miguel restaurant that closed its doors late last...
The competition for the restaurant with the best view in San Miguel de Allende seems to crown a new champ every year (the latest one to wear the tiara is Quince). A couple of years ago, two of the major contenders were restaurants that served pizza. Now a third one...
She denies it. But I’ll swear that Lee Duberman has some Asian blood in her. Look at those eyes. Don’t they look a little slanted to you? In Toronto, once a week, every week, I have a bowl of ramen. In San Miguel de Allende, once a day, every day, I dream...
It may have been the biggest social event in San Miguel history. Definitely the biggest I’ve ever been to. It began the first or second year I started spending my winters in San Miguel. And it just kept getting bigger. I couldn’t get an official number as...
Call it a ritual. Almost every Sunday I’d be there. Probably more regularly than quite a few Christians would be in making it to church. I’m talking about the tradition that spread from Canton province in China to Hong Kong to the two cities where...
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