I think moles are Mexico’s greatest contribution to the world of cuisine. And I think, if Mexico decides to declare a national dish, it should be the magnificent mole poblano. Mexican moles deserve to be ranked with the world’s most celebrated sauces. The...
I always liked Tannat, the restaurant with the Uruguayan accent on Ancha de San Antonio. I liked Jose Manuel and Monica Garcia, the couple that owned it. And I liked that the focus was almost as much on the wine as the food. But I hardly ever went there. I’m not...
Hot diggity dog, diggity, boom what you do to me. “We’re going to Costco, do you want to come.” Stan and Peggy Jones know that Don Day’s Wife and I don’t drive. Don Day’s Wife by desire. Don Day by the wishes of anyone who’s...
You may have passed it a hundred times. But you’ve probably never been inside. In fact, as you passed it, you were probably looking in the opposite direction. Trying to catch a bird’s eye glimpse of the city of San Miguel down below. I’m talking...
I’m jealous. Really jealous. You see there’s this woman in San Miguel de Allende. And she’s written this book about food. Mexican food, no less. Specifically, about one of the most fascinating and bewildering aspects of Mexican food. I’m talking about all of those...
You always know when you’re nearing a Mexican village anytime during the morning; there is that unmistakable smell of wood smoke intermingled with that of tortillas cooking on the comal, and the rhythmic patting of the hands as the masa is fashioned into...
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