Pastrami in the time of pandemic.

Pastrami in the time of pandemic.

I wanted a good old-fashioned deli-style sandwich delivered to my door today. I thought it would be easy. Every restaurant here in Toronto is hooked up these days with Uber Eats or Foodora or Skip The Dishes or their nephew with the 10-speed. There are about three...
A nightingale sang in San Miguel.

A nightingale sang in San Miguel.

It was ten years ago. I was throwing a few arrows with the boys in the gone-but-not-forgotten Manolo’s on Zacateros when I heard the sweetest of sounds floating in from the restaurant behind the bar. I stood at the doorway and took in the rest of the song. It was...
Ambiente bueno. Gente buena. Comida buena. It must be Don Lupe Grill.

Ambiente bueno. Gente buena. Comida buena. It must be Don Lupe Grill.

The restaurant doesn’t look like it belongs in San Miguel de Allende. Especially when it’s only four or five short blocks from the very heart of San Miguel. It’s more the kind of place you’d expect to see at the side of a dusty highway. Or facing a beach in some faded...