I tried to guess how many times I’d had paella in my life. My estimate was somewhere around 100. Then I tried to remember how many times the restaurant had called it Paella Valenciana. That was more difficult to remember but my guess was somewhere around half of the...
Back in March, as I was counting the votes for this year’s Smarts, the awards that honor San Miguel de Allende’s favorite restaurants, I made a little promise to myself. I had to get my bum back on the chairs of some of those old dependables, those very good...
Last month I attended a tasting of wines from Familia Rosso in Mendoza, Argentina. I was very impressed, impressed enough to organize a dinner paired with some of their wines. Who else to pair them I thought than Mariano Rivera of San Miguel’s Buenos Aires Bistro. A...
There are some things in Mexico that are habits, customs, traditions. And after spending 15 winters in Mexico, I have become very accustomed to these customs. Because I like them. Especially the ones that happen on Sundays. Though Mexico has the second largest Roman...
Maybe it all started way back in the New Testament. This aversion people have to goats. Check out Matthew 25:32 and you’ll find: And before him shall be gathered all nations: and he shall separate them one from another, as a shepherd divideth his sheep from the goats:...
It’s not easy being a musselholic in the middle of a desert. It’s not so much that the restaurants serving mussels come and go. It’s that mussels come and go on their menus. I just tallied up the number of San Miguel restaurants whose mussels I’ve praised in the nine...
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