The Guadalajara Reporter
Guadalajara's Largest English Newspaper
It is increasingly difficult to find a Mexican restaurant in Guadalajara that isn’t trying too hard to be “cutting edge” and innovative, or, on the other hand, that resorts to being very casual, loud, with television screens on every wall (looking at you, Casa Dolores), and frankly, vulgar.
If you’d prefer to enjoy a Thanksgiving feast without the hassle of cooking and cleaning, various Lakeside venues have you covered:
If you’re looking for a place to visit over Easter but don’t want to find yourself surrounded by loud, drunken hordes, skip the beach and consider Mexico City. The traffic will be less frenetic, the air cleaner, the museums and restaurants less crowded.
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?
