March 2008
4 posts
Riding on the Marrakesh Express...
I just spent a week in Morocco. I haggled and bought crap in the Marrakesh market, I slept in the Sahara desert and I ate figs and dates from a man on the street who spoke only Arabic. A lot of the food was so-so, there were gypsies everywhere and I didn’t have the chance to eat an entire goat. Fortunately, I have hope for next time…whenever that may be. Chomp stories will be up soon;...
Me vs. the Toilet Bowl
I am going to Morocco tomorrow! It’s crazy to think that I’ll be stepping foot in Africa within 24 hours. I’ll be gallivanting through the Marrakech market, Casablanca, Fez and a bunch of other places I’ve never heard of. Ever since I read about Anthony Bourdain’s trip to the desert in Cook’s Tale I’ve been dying to eat an entire goat, roasted underground in the middle of the Sahara....
Like a Spanish Cowboy
It’s been some time since I last wrote, almost two weeks. In that time, I’ve done some traveling, eating and grew a mustache. All of these I think are fantastic, and I have pictures to prove it. The food in Portugal is amazing; there aren’t any crazy ingredients or unimaginable cooking techniques, only simple, delicious and well-executed food (not to mention endless varieties of delicious Porto...
Bull Tails and Moustaches
It’s been some time since I last wrote, almost two weeks. In that time, I’ve done some traveling, eating and grew a mustache. All of these I think are fantastic, and I have pictures to prove it. The food in Portugal is amazing; there aren’t any crazy ingredients or unimaginable cooking techniques, only simple, delicious and well-executed food (not to mention endless varieties of delicious Porto...