“How did we forget about this place for so many years? Why did we take so long to come back.” Those were the very last words I published about a San Miguel restaurant called Chamonix back on May 6, 2018. It had been eleven years between visits when I wrote it. It took...
Most big cities have them. Some smaller towns, especially tourist towns, have them as well. When they work, they really work, making it almost impossible to get in the door unless you “know someone”. They are restaurants, a very specific kind of restaurants. I’m not...
It was November and, in November, Don Day’s Canadian friend Peter goes deer hunting. And in November, Don Day’s Wife always has the same message for Peter, “Don’t let the butcher trash those shanks; bring ’em on home to me.” This November, Peter was in Canada, we were...
It’s always been a problem with Don Day’s Wife and I. I want to do it, she doesn’t. I’m talking, of course, about splurging on truffles. “They’ve got fresh ones at City Market, Honey. They’re only $12,000 a kilo. We could get a second mortgage.” Yes, they’re an...
It was about three years ago that it opened. A delightfully charming and very respectful redo of an early 19th Century home just outside of San Miguel de Allende’s prime Centro. I loved the look of the place. It was classy but still casual, two traits that are tough...
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