I was 25 when I learnt that I am the consummate coward. When it comes to fight or flight, I know which side of the fence I am sprinting away from. This epiphanic moment occurred when back-packing across South America in the mid ’90s.
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The dusty months of summer…
After three months of living in Spain and I’m asking some of the big questions. And I share what is in my fridge.
Las Valientes
My first 7 weeks in my new life in Ontinyent, Valencia.
Living the Pura Vida
In the aftermath of a most excellent wedding and an even more excellent party, we set off to Costa Rica with the echoes of “La Bamba” ringing in our ears. If you ever need to hire a party band check out Aisha Kahn & The Rajahs, they wrapped up their brilliant set with the most rocking La Bamba EVER, and it became the theme tune for the entire honeymoon.
The Arès Oyster Festival
It’s not until we spoke to a tour guide back in Bordeaux that we learnt the importance of this festival that reaches across the whole Arcachon Basin. “Oysters are like religion here” he told us, and the passion for these little alien looking blobs of saline and sweetness really comes into its own once you reach Arès.
Amsterdam. Canals & Cannabis
Both Px & I had previously taken our then respective partners to The Dam, and both had experienced a less than great time. I have no idea what I was thinking taking a skunk addict to Amsterdam, I only have myself to blame, for what turned out to be two days of smoke fuelled, bug eyed resentment.
Catering in Catalunya
Working alongside Px at his restaurants and outside catering events is less of a work/life balance and more a case of “if Life had a baby with Work this is what it would look like”. I’m not complaining but it does take some stamina!
A Singapore Food Odyssey
With two days and nights in SP, staying with Shen, our chef friend and my 800th birthday to celebrate, we had a lot of ground to cover.
Mandalay
Boulevards & Beer Stations
Two days in Old Bagan
Temples & Balloon Pilots
The Box Tickers 