Hail to the Caesar Salad

Anchovy, Mustard & Little Rituals Everywhere

I was twenty, green as a lime, and sent to Mexico City by the sports desk at The New York Times to cover what would be Julio César Chávez’s final fight. It was my first real assignment from the paper in a different country, and I felt both thrilled and terrified. My editor must thought it would be a good proving ground. My mother thought I would disappe…