Tag archives for Food

No other city in America calls you to the table like New Orleans—the city lives and breathes great food and without question, the Big Easy offers my favorite destination dining in the entire US of A. Though I will be the first to rave about the oysters and po’ boys, duck sausage gumbo and the…

Tracking lions all day and all night is tough work, with long hours, little sleep, and great physical effort. “Dereck and I almost have to be like athletes,” says Beverly Joubert, who has spent most of her life dedicated to the high adrenalin sport of wildlife photography. With such a busy life and travel schedule,…

I never tasted crushed popcorn dust atop sweet and salty corn soup or whisky foam or caramelized grapefruit—until I came to Skye. Arriving in Scotland, I expected haggis and herring, potatoes and porridge—but when I licked my first spoon of morning porridge at Kinloch Lodge, I was hit with the most wonderful brown sugar and…

I was hoping to find cowboys on the Cowboy Trail but instead I met Elvis. When I poked my head into the old doorway, I was greeted by Marvin Garriott, guitar in hand, swinging to his own jaunty cover of “That’s Alright”. “That was the first Rock ‘n Roll song,” he told me after playing…

What’s the best job in the world? (Well, besides mine?) How about inventing new ice cream flavors for Blue Bell?

Texas is the land of many superlatives—the biggest state in America (Alaska goes unacknowledged down here) and biggest steaks (72 oz!). I’ve also noticed that Texans speak in superlatives. Everything is best in Texas, and frankly, that’s not a bad attitude to have, as long as you’re Texan. Still, I grew dubious and critical when…

Don’t tell me what a place is like—just show me the food. Good food reveals a lot about any destination and nowhere is that more true than good ol’ Montana. Driving from the top of the state down to its southernmost corner, I discovered Montana’s wintertime cuisine has as much heart as the sky is…

Not once while I was in China did I eat rice. Perhaps I was ordering wrong but I also don’t remember seeing it on any menus. Instead, I was fed a steady diet of delicate dumplings and noodles so long it took me ten seconds to slurp a single spoonful. Chinese food may have already…

Rainbow-Flavored

When you can’t make up your mind, try them all. This is my rule with most good food, such as doughnuts, pizza, M&Ms, cupcakes, jelly beans, and chocolate truffles. Endless choice plagues America with endless indecision, be they in the half-mile long grocery aisle offering up several hundred varieties of the same food, or in…

One week in Hawaii and I’m already blogging on island time–the calendar might say Thursday but I’m still stuck on last Sunday, just like some of the mud is still stuck in my ear from my exploits on that day of rest. It all started so innocently–I had finally arrived in Hawaii, thrilled to explore…

I’ve only eaten one bunny so far, but I am sure to devour at least one more before I leave. Bunnies are delicious. Bunny chow (or “a bunny”) is classic Durban cuisine: a hollowed-out square loaf of soft bread, filled with rich, spicy HOT curry that you eat with your fingers. It’s messy, very yummy,…

Real Tacos

Once you’ve had a real taco, it’s hard to go back. The tacos in Mexico just taste better. Perhaps that’s because Mexicans have been making them a lot longer than anyone else. Although I’ve spent most of my life eating American-style tacos that left me very content, my journey through Mexico (with its many tacos)…

I love discovering new food, which is one of the great things about travel—if you do it right, it opens you up to all kinds of strange flavors you would never have known existed. No matter how many times I’d traveled to Mexico before, I had never heard of sikil pak until I came to…

The time has come to judge and be judged. Though it’s always hard to choose what’s best in any place, I’m presenting a list of all my New Orleans favorites.  As always, feel free to add your own favorites in the comments: New Orleans has no end of hidden gems. FOOD Best menu: Jacques-Imo’s Best…

Adolfo’s

“Monica! MONICA!” A short, wiry-haired man in a rumpled suit coat yelled a woman’s name down the stairs. Three seconds later, a party of four  scrambled up the slanted wooden steps and took their place at one of the tiny square tables not far from where I was sitting. The one-room upstairs restaurant was cramped…

Not everyone likes oysters, I realize this. But I do. Oysters are a kind of culinary litmus test and folks tend to fall on one side or the other — enthusiastically for or vehemently against. But traveling in Louisiana has quickly taught me that oysters are truly a way of life around here. Oysters live…

Cajuns like to eat and they like to cook. It’s that simple. And like all good French people, they like to talk about food, too. Traveling around Louisiana has been a smorgasbord of spice and good eating. But even more fun for me are all the fantastic things I’ve heard Cajuns say about their food.…

Jerome gets one scrambled egg, one bacon and one biscuit. “Mr.Paul gets one poached egg, grits and biscuits. Doc gets one over easy, grits, patties and biscuits. Sandoz gets cornflakes and banana,” Sisters Vonetta and Tramika Davis can keep on going. They know every order by heart for every regular at the long table here…

I spend my first day in Hokkaido sweating with strangers. Although, honestly, I am already sweating when I arrive. The flight lands in a rainstorm of mist and scattered drip-drops on pavement so that my first glance of Japan’s northern island looks just like a Japanese watercolor—mountains in the mist—and I half-expect a vertical line…

Food travels and people travel for food. Such is the history of the world and such is the world now. Such were my thoughts as I ate my way through Québec’s capital. The culinary landscape of Québec City is anchored in four centuries of French-ness. It’s impossible to walk down any of the cobblestone streets…

I’ve never posted a recipe before. Perhaps it’s rather old-ladylike of me, but please understand: I lived in England for four years and despite many delicious scones, none of them compared to the one I just discovered here in Ontario. See, good food and good travel go hand in hand. Whatever we eat on our…

Andrew Evans gets a taste of Falklands hospitality on Carcass Island. Carcass Island is perhaps the least appetizing name for destination dining, but that’s exactly where I went to eat. As the name implies, I did see a few carcasses on the island, mostly little lumps of penguin bones–the sad endings of a few little…

We continue with our blog recaps of Andrew Evans’ journey to Antarctica. In today’s dispatch, Andrew challenges you not to salivate after watching this video. Travel makes me hungry. After a month of riding buses I’ve learned to pack light and eat light while en route. But after 30 or 40 hours on the road,…