Fish tostadas, Veracruz style
I spent part of my junior year of college living in Spain. I was in the southern part of the country, in Granada, which is not too far from the…
I spent part of my junior year of college living in Spain. I was in the southern part of the country, in Granada, which is not too far from the…
I spend a lot of my spare time exploring the outer reaches of New York City in search of authentic and delicious Mexican food. Lately, I’ve been spending a lot…
“Pico de gallo, you oughta give it a try-o Even if you’re from Ohio, it’ll get you by-o. Don’t get it in your eye-o unless you want to cry-o So…
There’s a certain scent I associate with Mexico that I’ve always assumed was laundry detergent. It’s overly pungent and heavy, with hints of citrus and mint. It’s the kind of…
There were about 30 of us gathered around the table, and as there were over 1,000 salsas for us to work our way through, we didn’t try each one. Instead,…
I’m going off the grid! First, I’m flying to Austin to be a preliminary judge at the Austin Chronicle Hot Sauce Festival on Sunday, and then I’m headed to North…
I have been a longtime reader of Robb Walsh. Starting when I lived in Austin in the early ’90s and he was the food critic at the Austin Chronicle, I’ve…
It’s true: while I may be, shall we say, in between boyfriends at the moment, there is no shortage of love in my life, thanks to a beautiful bounty of…
My dear, food-loving friend Monica recently announced that she and her fiancé John eloped to Oaxaca, Mexico. How appropriate, I thought, as Oaxaca is the land of seven moles. Mole…
When I was a small kid in Dallas, my parents and I often ate Mexican at Herrera’s, a charming hole in the wall where you had to walk through the…