Chocolate and churros. Churros and chocolate. I have to say I was a bit ambivalent about the combination, All that changed when I lanted in Madrid, and was told to visit a tiny shop (San Gines) that focused only on chocolate and churros. That ambivalence went out the window, as San Gines is an institution,...
When I was last in Vienna, high on my list was taking my husband to one of Vienna’s justly famous kaffeehaus to sample a Sacher torte. Isn’t that what you are suppose to do? The Sacher torte is to Vienna what chocolate chip cookies is the US, or gelato to Italy – it defines...
Wandering around the Cancun airport, struggling to find a way to spend my last pesos on some worthy souvenir that would stretch the memories of my time with family in Isla Mujeures, I kept coming face to face with bottles of Mexican vanilla next to the sombreros and colorful rain sticks. While I did...
I’ve never been to Syria, and I can’t say I’ve always wanted to visit. For years, I’ve heard of the political situation, and understood this was not a place for me . However recently, I’ve come to view Syria as a culinary Shangri-La. I’ll give you the three signs that caused me to revaluate...
I had no plans to write about my experience at the Fancy Food Show that recently took place in San Francisco; I intended to incorporate what I discovered in future posts, but after receiving many requests to identify what I tried, I reconsidered. After all, is not food something of an ambassador of a...
These past few years my hubby and I have gone our separate ways on vacation, not for any specific reason, just a divergence in what appealed to each of us. My husband has been passionate about surfing for as long as I’ve known him, and I love that my hubby takes these surfing trips...
Chocolate inspires strong passion around the world and, and we have Mexico to thank for starting us on a lifelong dependency to this wonderful thick, rich and sweet stuff. Mexico, I thank you, you have my eternal gratitude – gracias. Just for fun, and to see the extend of this passion (obsession) I googled “ode to Chocolate”...
When I think of sipping hot chocolate, sure, on occasion, the image of being nice and toasty in front of a crackling fire comes to mind - I grew up in Minnesota after all. But when I close my eyes and let imagination take over, the rich flavor slowly and luxuriously coats my tongue, my...
