It’s hard to imagine profanity out of your own parents, much less them picking at fish heads in the middle of class. Then again, food, like family, often skews bizarre rather than romantic.
“Too much eating…can we take a break?” whispered the man next to me. Blasphemous statements if I ever heard it. Apparently some of us (amateurs) thought that there wasn’t enough of a break between food! Please. You guys don’t take breaks at buffets. Nor do… Read More
“The story you will hear today,” began our guide in the stuffy lobby of the Minor Basilica of San Lorenzo Ruiz, “is a story of migration. Of entire cultures fusing to create new ideas, mannerisms, and of course as this is a food tour…dishes”. Home… Read More