We are on Ubereats for BB, TL, and The R. We are going to close all locations tomorrow and go online delivery only. It’s about a once-a-week occurence for Don Day’s Wife and I to have food delivered. We order pizza. A lot. We order Chinese. Quite a bit. We order Thai...
“Wimpy: “I’d gladly pay you Tuesday for a hamburger today.” There are a lot of juicy burgers in San Miguel. Fat Boy’s. Don Lupe. Bovine. Birdie’s. Hank’s. Berlin. But that’s only six. There are seven days in a week. And a lot of people lately have been telling me...
The first time I went to New York, it was on a boat. I was a ten-year-old immigrant, dressed in a matching herringbone tweed overcoat and cap, looking wide-eyed at Lady Liberty, then sailing up the Hudson to Pier 88, and catching glimpses of those magical towers that...
Dogs look up to us. Cats look down on us. But pigs treat us as equals. Winston Churchill said that. People challenge the intelligence of a pig. But in my opinion, any animal that can take soybeans and corn and turn it into bacon is a genius. Don Day said that. I was...
Don Day’s wife said that. She was talking about a hot Italian-style pork sausage. And Don Day’s Wife is an acclaimed Italian sausage maker. But this wasn’t her pork sausage. This was another woman’s pork sausage. And, unlike Don Day’s Wife’s sausage, this sausage is...
There are a lot of contenders for the number one pizza in San Miguel de Allende. Mi Vida, La Cucina di Afrodita and Casa Papaya all have wood-fired brick ovens and all make very good pizza napoletana. The problem is they usually only make it on a Sunday. Now I don’t...
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