restaurant reviews & travel stories
When I was younger (and more naive), far away from my native land (and comfort food), I would easily fall into unceasing adoration of anything with rice. In my first extended time away from home in London, I found that potatoes everyday just didn’t do …
I always wondered why the words “down under” seemed to always relate to Australia and New Zealand. I found it particularly amusing as I came from there myself. Was it because that part of the world was so far away that it was out and …
Service. Service… Service!!! When sitting around an open kitchen, I had often heard this being hurled around with some abandonment. It would inevitably seem to herald an amusing experience. When this exclamation wasn’t acted upon quickly by the serving staff, it was flung around almost …
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