My Mexican Kitchen

A Classic Continental Breakfast First of all, let me say that I am not an aficionado of Continental breakfasts. Nor am I drawn to Bed ...

Cabbages may be Kings in the Pátzcuaro Mercado. But even a King needs to be purified. Mexico's mercados are a joy to the dedicated ...

Here're THE RIVINGTONS, for your entertainment:   ( Of course, this video and song has absolutely nothing to do with today's di...

Dedicated to my Mother, Helen; my Grandma Ann; Minnie, our Italian American neighbor, and especially to my Uncle Irwin, who fixed me spaghe...

Pescado en Hoja Santa at El Muelle, Oaxaca. A simple, and picante version. I am not a cooker of fish. We prefer to eat fish in marisq...

Emilio's Grill looks like a fast food outlet in the Gastronómico food court, sandwiched between a bank, a Blockbuster and the Home Depot...

The tomato may have originated in México (or in the Andes), but among tomato connoisseurs, the Mexican grown fruit/berry of the nightshade S...

THEN and THERE: Back in the '70s, when we lived in Springfield, MO , the Vegetarian Wave was sweeping ashore with the counter-culture m...

Two Fish In A Bowl What can I say? I was wrong. After attending one of the first of these affairs in Pátzcuaro, back around 2005 or ...