Guilt. Extreme guilt. That was what we were feeling when we arrived at Mesa Marrakesh. It had been over four years since we had eaten any of Chef JJ Castañeda’s food. It had been five years since we had tasted his Mediterranean/North African/Middle Eastern cuisine. We...
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,...
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