Jorgé Lopez was born in the food biz. His grandparents owned the legendary San Miguel restaurant/bar El Infierno on Calle Mesones. His uncle owned La Pamplonada around the corner on Juarez, still the SMA place to go for a giant-sized arrachera. Jorgé Lopez has spent...
It was March 21, the day after the deadline for submitting votes in the SMART awards, our way each year of honoring San Miguel’s favorite restaurants. It was time to tally up all of those votes. It’s always an ugly job. Best done without anything that needs...
It’s a spectacular setting. With a view that’s quite different than most San Miguel rooftop restaurants. Plus it’s a less than ten minute taxi ride from prime Centro. Yet I’ve never once seen it busy. I think the prime reason is because the hotel just can’t seem to...
I was humming a tune from an old Greek movie as I sauntered into Centro, changing the “but never” lyrics to the more apropos, “…but only on a Sunday, a Sunday, a Sunday…”. I was meeting up with my buddy Andy, my eat-just-about-anything buddy Andy. On separate...
The most classic Mexican dishes to me are tacos and tamales. The first can be found from the very lowest end to the highest and mightiest end of dining establishments. Tamales, however, are still mostly found in market stalls, rolling carts and roadside stands. I...
So there I was, walking down Hernandez Macias, on my way to Kenny’s for some Buffalo wings and one of his fully-loaded caesars and in the distance I see a sheep. Could it be, I thought, could it really be? I’ve been lamenting a lot lately, desperately missing El Pato,...
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