Some things are too pretty to eat. Yes, I do eat with my eyes, but rarely do I feel this way because I’m always so damn hungry. When it comes to Japanese food, I appreciate the presentation. I won’t scarf it down… immediately. Maybe take a picture here and there, prepare my dipping sauces and … Continue reading
What the f%#$? Don’t question, just eat it. What’s better than a spreadable concoction of meat and fat? I really shouldn’t be the one to convince you this. Meat mousse only exists in my life. In the real world, it is called pâté. Usually served with bread, sliced meats, butter, life… pâté is heavenly, necessary, … Continue reading
Santa wishes he could get this Christmas diet! I can’t get enough of this place. It’s my third time in Oahu and I’m guilty of bragging weeks before arriving. Spam musubis, noodles, loco mocos, and any liquor concoction in that obnoxious coconut cup. I’m on holiday baby. Why do I return to the same island? … Continue reading
The most important questions you ask yourself while preparing for a weekend in Vegas: What will I wear and What should I eat! Slutty dress, check. Huge appetite, check. The usual hotspots: D.O.C.G., off the strip Raku, and China Poblano are on my list and I’m not ashamed to grub more than twice a day … Continue reading
Someone wake me up. I’m convinced I’m Kate Middleton, arriving to meet the Royal In-laws for the first time. Freshly pressed Top Shop yet shamefully underdressed. Or am I fresh meat on the first day of Hogwarts, scrambling to find my Potions 101 class? Wait… I’m me, arriving at The Manor House in Castle Combe. … Continue reading
(Scroll down for pictures). The European gastro-tour continues with Seville, Spain. Seville, Sevilla? So the Spaniards like to say “Sevilla” I will roll that double L. What a magical city. Arriving at Hotel Alfonso XIII was like stepping back into time. This restored hotel renewed the original tiles and furniture and the nine months of … Continue reading
Talk about one stop shop. Mercat de La Boquería puts every farmer’s market I’ve visited to shame. La Rambla‘s public market, doubling as a city landmark, sells everything from aged cheese to local olive oil and chicken feet to sour candy. Easy to get lost in the colors, spices, and fruits; stay focused and look … Continue reading
I’m scared and curious about Barcelona. First day here amidst the social unrest and clashing tourist season and it is already a trip to remember. Almost mugged by men claimed to be “policia” on our first day, it’s made me a little uneasy… and hungry! Arriving to one of my dream destinations, I’m feeling Barcelona … Continue reading
It’s rather an understatement to say I love cheese. It’s more of a lifestyle, a complete obsession and an expensive addiction. Let’s put it this way. It’s like Carey from Sex And The City purchasing Vogue instead of food. My college days were counting pennies to purchase ounces of cheese instead of investing in my … Continue reading
So very dark, so very wet, so very cold. Could Seattle be so very French too? Thanks to pop culture, I sum up the rainy city as a melting pot of seafood, flower shops, chowder, and depressed philosophers. A tourist in the green yet gloomy city, I desperately wanted to not be a tourist. My … Continue reading
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