It was mostly memories not tacos that took us to Restaurant Del Parque. There on the page dedicated to the restaurant on the Casa de Sierra Nevada website was a photo of “our table”, the exact place where we sat several times, starting over twenty years ago, in what...
“I pledge my allegiance…” We changed Japanese restaurants recently. And, though they definitely deserved us deserting them, I still felt like a guy leaving one of his best friends. But our old faithful had gone astray. Cutting the amount of fish on their rolls in half...
Thirty years. That’s how long it had been since Don Day’s Wife and I had that first date. It was a Wednesday. The restaurant was called Epicure. We ordered the burgers au poivre with blue cheese and peppercorn sauce and a bottle of a Côtes de Rhône from the village of...
With an enormous thank you to Scott Allison for his photographs. It’s become a bit of a ritual, an annual event. It’s when I get a group together and ask Mario’s Mariscos Frescos to bring in the very best that the Pacific Ocean has to offer. Oysters, scallops, shrimp,...
How do you choose which restaurant to frequent? Don Day’s Wife and I have what we call the big four wants. Very, very few restaurants fulfill all four of them. Some we regular go to only hit the mark with one or two of our measurement standards. And sometimes that’s...
My friend Therese said that. And my friend Therese is usually a little shy with her compliments. I wouldn’t go as far as Therese with my praise but I will say that the tapas were very different from what I’ve traditionally had in Spain. The occasion was Therese, Don...
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