NOT a food blog
The photographs from 2009 lacked the withered, yellowed appearance that one would expect of old photos. There was no mold, no dust, no opportunity to romanticize the experience of flicking through the pictures and feeling the brittle plastic sheet from the photo album rustle beneath my fingers. In this decade, photographs are merely a collection […]
Precious moments. Basking in the warmth of the fading summer sun in Winchester. Walking in the rain in London, puddles of water splashing with every heavy footstep. Inhaling the scent of wet grass and sheep droppings in Avebury. Marvelling at the 90,000+ mobilephone wave at a Coldplay concert in Wembley as Viva La Vida thunders […]
I used to think that Pintxos was a proper noun. That was about the same time that I thought Madrid was a coastal city. However, within a week prior to departure, I had read so much literature on Spain that I suddenly felt like a walking Wikipedia. Notice nobody talks about encyclopedias these days? Remember […]
Food, for me, is a means to an end and not an end in itself.
Food, for me, represents the love of family, the fellowship of friends, and the community and communality it brings.