In a naked move to capitalize on the current interest in AI, I decided to accept an invitation to eat at El Gato in Guadalajara, and to write about the experience.

For some reason, Tapatios have a superstition about eating seafood after 6 p.m. It is supposed to be “bad for you,” they have been told.

A meal at La Fiesta starts with a delicious salsa and chips delivered to the table.

Don’t you love the idea of being in large festive places on New Year’s Eve, with lots of people reveling, music that might make conversation challenging, a promotional prix fixe menu with a bottle of indifferent prosecco included, and being surrounded by inebriated strangers laying sloppy kisses on one another at midnight while a pandemic lurches into what will soon be its fourth year?

Creating extraordinary dining is a passion for many lifelong restaurateurs.

“Life is ours to be spent, not saved.”