I was pacing off my lunch last week (supposedly five steps equals one calorie). Walking up Salida a Celaya when, through the gritty dust in my eyes, I saw the sign outside Natalia’s. It was only one of the words that stopped me in my tracks. Pibil. The word for...
In all of the years I’ve been writing Don Day in SMA, I’ve never re-posted a blog. Until today. And not just because I’m feeling lazy (but, yes, that did play a part). I’ve been reading and hearing a lot about ice cream in San Miguel de Allende...
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone It’s not warm when she’s away Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone And she’s always gone too long Anytime she goes away (with credit to the wonderful Bill Withers) For the last few weeks...
To me it was a significant coming of age event. That first taste of Blue Nun or Black Tower or the wine we saw staring at us from the shelf today, Mateus Rose. “Should we buy a bottle?”, said Don Day’s Wife. “I’d kind of like to,”...
Don’t tell me you’ve never said it. I’m talking about what you do after going online to check your favorite Chinese restaurant’s menu. Or, if you’re still living in the 20th Century like I am, pulling the paper menu out of the don’t...
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