We left the cool green morning that collects between the trees near the volcanoes to make our way down to the southern tip of the island. Look out across flaxen fields of grass dotted with cattle and horses the color of sand to see the ocean meet the sky.
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In the early mornings a cool dew now lingers in the grass, but like my vague thoughts of winter it disappears with the sun. Continue reading
Honcun, China
Along with what seems like the large majority of humans, I have been doing an above average amount of ‘armchair travel’ lately. Using flavors, films, books, and even falling prey to the scroll-hole of instagram to carry me off to far-flung places. Oh yeah, and baking bread. Lots of bread. Continue reading
walked a dozen blocks,
breathing it all in
the old, the new, the beautiful, the crumbling, all linked together by sidewalks and narrow streets like strings tying together.
walked a dozen blocks, lived a dozen different lives
the doorways, the windows, the alleys
worlds like secrets written on a piece of paper,
folded, in my pocket
I had a friend in college that just couldn’t understand why anyone would want to live on the east coast. She was from California, and we were busy expanding our minds in New England at the time. I clearly remember her saying: “there are too many old buildings. It creeps me out.” I had never thought about history manifesting in that way before. I guess she kind of had a point, but Continue reading
Flavours collect like memories. They are powerful conjurors that dance on the lips and the tip of the tongue. I am an amalgamation of everything I have ever eaten. A stew. A mélange. Continue reading
Tunxi, China
It turns out that I am a back alley kind of girl. This was something that I didn’t know about myself until we moved to Korea and began to travel through Southeast Asia.
Give me food stalls, stacks of dumplings steaming on street corners, wobbly stools, plastic chairs pressed up against cement walls, narrow passages crammed with tables. Let me sit elbow to elbow on a wooden bench in a bustling market noisy with sizzling, slurping, hissing, lip-smacking goodness. Paper sacks and plastic bags. Crunchy, greasy, savoury, sweet, bean paste, sesame, skewers, buns, pancakes and pockets. I am happiest at Continue reading
As we surveyed the rubble through the barbed-wire fence, the whole while nursing our warm beers, Josephine recounted the story of how her house was lost to a massive storm. Continue reading
Creating the perfect bite of food in Chiang Mai, Thailand
The more time we spent in Thailand, the more obvious it became that the best way to find a great place to eat was to follow your nose, and look for the red and blue plastic chairs. Seemingly synonymous with ‘delicious’ all across the country, it took us little time to figure out that where we found the chairs, we would find Continue reading
A rose frothed gin cocktail with fresh rose petals
Unlike most memorable bars we’ve found in Seoul, we didn’t just stumble upon Weird Pharmacy. We sought it out.
We were enjoying ourselves in Itaweon when several well-dressed men handing out roses caught our attention. Attached to each rose was a business card with enough information to be intriguing: “Hendricks Gin, Weird Pharmacy, @ Flower Gin, August 27-30, 2015.” Continue reading