About an hour south of San Diego traveling by toll road lies Ensenada, the Cinderella of the Pacific. What was once a fledgling settlement for Jesuits seeking to indoctrinate the semi nomadic Yumi people has become a cosmopolitan city of a half million thriving on a mix of military spending, shipping, and tourism.
M.A.N About Town Posts
I recently took a trip to Japan and I am forever changed. I expected to walk around like Sean Connery in the 1993 classic movie Rising Sun, but instead I was humbled, facinated, and full of pastries almost the entire trip.…
2015 was a fascinating year in a multitude of ways. The most prevalent and profound themes I found were that our social networks have become too powerful to ignore, our societies aren’t as peaceful as we’d prefer to think, and human created changes to the chemistry of the ocean (very likely all coral reefs will collapse in my lifetime) and atmosphere (something I began writing about in 2013) have let to an acceleration of the holocene mass extinction.
On a lighter note – I would like to share a few of my key learnings and thoughts about my year.
When the Mission style burrito first came into existence, it is said that Jesus wept tears of cumin into taco meat. In fact in some of the more remote regions of Mexico, guacamole is a sacrament. Visit a place like…
Franco Pepe a man who is considered to be the best producer of pizza in all of Italy was recently whisked to Los Angeles by Nancy Silverton for a series of classes and a wine dinner. Gambero Rosso, an organization that arose in the late 1980s alongside the Slow Food Movement (in protest to fast food, in this case a McDonald’s opening in Rome) has called Franco Pepe the best Italy has to offer.
I have been a member of Stolpman Vineyards wine club for some time now chiefly because they plant one of the best sites for growing Rhone varietals in the central coast, Ballard Canyon. For Thanksgiving I opened up some older vintages of…
Al’s boasts of having the best fried chicken in Hays, Kansas. I would wager to say, they that have the best fried chicken in most of Kansas, as Kansas is not really much of a state, just one big sorghum and soy farm. Sorghum, that genus of plants from the 10,000 strong grass family (Poaceae) used to make bio-fuel, animal feed, and syrup .
Eager to see the recent remodel, the first since their 1949 founding when the blue and pink interior protected against more soviet red colors (ironically useful in today’s post soviet aggression) we hopped off the mind numbing 70 freeway and headed down to Hays. Kansas cuisine is a reflection of it’s culture – not particularly diverse (86% Caucasian, 76% Christian, and overwhelmingly Republican) and I struggled to find something interesting to eat. The reviews on Al’s found online speak volumes. Makes one wonder why the over 6,000 ghost towns of Kansas continue to increase in number, where are the people going when the chicken is supposedly this good?