I still fondly remember Bhaji’s first home in San Miguel, a classy and cosy little spot hidden behind heavy velvet curtains on Calle Correo. I loved going there, especially with a group of good friends. Indian cuisine is like that. Better when shared. Best when...
That’s right, in history. Well in my history anyway. And I’ve had a lot of history. It started with an email in Don Day’s Wife’s in-box: “Looks like Costco has a sale on wine and liquor. We’re getting low. Might be worth checking out.” “I will honey”, I mumbled and,...
You’ll rarely ever see them in a supermarket. And when you do, they’re almost always frozen and imported. Yet this is the country where they had their beginnings. Meleagris gallopavo, the wild turkey, is native to Mexico. And when the Spanish arrived here, turkeys had...
My name is Don Day and I am a chocoholic. I have been clean now for 11 hours and 35 minutes. I have not touched a single brown beauty since I lay in bed last night reading Like Water For Chocolate and hoovered the entire 250 gram bar of Cadbury’s Fruit & Nut that...
I’m a home team guy as much as anyone. I root for the red, white and green as often as some homegrown Mexicanos. I still think Lorena Ochoa was a better golfer than Annika. Plus I’ve read enough scientific papers to be convinced that Mexico and, more specifically, an...
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