Rachel Laudan

Can I really have been blogging for more than three years?  In that time I have moved from the colonial town of Guanajuato in central Mexico to the huge metropolis of Mexico City.  It’s almost like moving from one country to another.  There are so many provincial customs that are muted here, particularly in old-established [...]

I’m shamelessly copying from Steve Sando, whom many of you know for his superlative beans, who is equally shamelessly copying from Diana Kennedy, whom many of you know for her cookbooks that record the recipes of late twentieth century Mexico. I’m just tagging along on this one.  I would say that juice is the wrong [...]

A slight tingle, a flinty taste, verging on sour.  What is this?  A moment of confusion. I am taken back to English pubs in the west country before urbanization and gastropubs hit, when there was bread and cheddar and scrumpy.  Scrumpy, a local cider, alcoholic of course, actually very alcoholic sometimes, had that tingle that [...]