It seems hard to believe but, looking back to 15 years ago, I can’t recall a single Asian-influenced dish on any menu in San Miguel de Allende. Oh, there were Chinese restaurants and there was a Japanese restaurant. But none of those restaurants that added a splash of...
Marrakesh, come to Marrakesh To the city of gold near the sky Marrakesh, come to Marrakesh Where the troubles of life drift on by You don’t meet a lot of guys like J.J. Castañeda in San Miguel de Allende. He’s too big city, too fast talkin’, too street smart and,...
They’ve never been places I’d purposefully go out to. They’re more places I’d just end up at when I’d go out. And, most often…which was very often…after a drink or two or maybe three. I’m talking about taco stands. The most basic yet the ultimate Mexican...
“Let me explain something to you. Um, I am not Mr. Lebowski. You’re Mr. Lebowski. I’m the Dude. So that’s what you call me. You know, that or, uh, His Dudeness, or uh, Duder, or El Duderino if you’re not into the whole brevity thing.” It was...
Last year, I had my first taste of bacanora when Gunther Maier poured me a glass of Santa Cuviso. I proclaimed the agave-based spirit a winner. This year, the judges at the American Distilling Institute had their first taste of Santa Cuviso and they made the same...
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