Another San Miguel sandwich enters the hall of fame.

Another San Miguel sandwich enters the hall of fame.

I can hear them now. In their drawlin’ Nawlins twang. “That ain’t no po’ boy. Po’ boys ain’t got no bean sprouts. Po’ boys ain’t got no arugula.” And I must admit. I’m a bit of a purist too when it comes to food traditions. But when a sandwich is this good, I figure...
“Today, I think I’m still dreaming.”

“Today, I think I’m still dreaming.”

I admit it. I watch cooking shows. Too many cooking shows. I’ve been watching them since I was 12 years old. When the other guys were out playing street hockey. It definitely wasn’t cool for a guy to watch cooking shows then. And I remember my dad telling my mom that...
Art on the wall. Art on the plate. Mestizo.

Art on the wall. Art on the plate. Mestizo.

If you asked me which restaurant In San Miguel I think is the most attractive, I’d find it difficult, perhaps impossible, to answer. But if you broadened the geography to Guanajuato, the answer would be easy. My choice would be Mestizo. There is nothing hanging on...
Nomada. The place to be in San Miguel. On any given Wednesday.

Nomada. The place to be in San Miguel. On any given Wednesday.

I’m not sure I’ve ever met a chef who didn’t like to strut their stuff once in a while. Maybe even twice or thrice in a while. Because making the same thing every day and every night can be very, very boring. And don’t ever think that restaurants have specials for...