(Side Note: maybe I should Instagram my pictures first before posting them here…or get a better camera :P) I once read that you shouldn’t buy pizza in Italy. That unless you’re in Naples, pizza in Italy is a far cry quality-wise from the deep dish… Read More
To the few readers I have in the States (and that one random one from Myanmar): I’m currently vacay-ing in the Philippines. WiFi sucks. This blog post is long overdue! Hopefully I can write a little more frequently once we transfer from our hotel to… Read More
“You ain’t from these parts are ya?”. My admittedly stereotype-prone mind imagines this is what most folks would be thinking when a car full of my brown brethren roll into a Midwestern town. I imagined old farmers in denim suspenders and a Southern drawl (see?… Read More
A moment of silence. We carried a large pot filled with 5 gallon plastic bags out to the living room, each labeled with a hastily marked strip of masking tape and filled with freshly boiled shellfish, potatoes, and sausage. People were kneeling around a low… Read More
The Errant Diner 