It's true all over the world, but nowhere more than in Mexico (Italy?) in my opinion. What we (Americans) call "Mexican food" bears little or no or zip or naught or nada resemblance to the fantastic fare that Mexicans eat on the street or in excellent restaurants. (For a global "street food nut," it doesn't get much better than Mexico—only Thailand can offer a run for the money. And, yes, I am blessed with an iron gut. Knock wood.)
Before blogging became all the rage, Tom was posting book reviews and Observations (essentially early blog posts) to this site. You can find the archives below.
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