Mexico City: 10 Street Foods

  “Where are the burritos at?” I asked. Mexican dishes turned out to look and taste completely different from those Mexican fast-food places I had tried in the United States and Spain. I’ve been living here for 9 months and have now become familiar with the many ways Mexicans use the same ingredients to create different things. What I find habitual in the cuisine are corn tortillas (though they have other kinds like nopal tortilla – which is cactus! and white flour tortilla), frijoles (black beans, mostly in a puree or saucy form), cream, cheese, some type of meat, and … Continue reading Mexico City: 10 Street Foods

Cinque Terre: 16 long hours and a fleeting day.

It’s been a month since I crossed the pond from Europe to America. Now that I am sitting in a comfortable air-conditioned kitchen, and eating ice-cream made with cashew milk, I can write what I remember. It was Friday, June 9th. I left home at 7:00 am and met Sarah at the Madrid airport for our flight to Milan. When the plane landed and they opened the doors, I heard a musical “Buon Giorno!” that immediately put me back in touch with my love for Italian. I was shy to try what little I could remember from the college classes … Continue reading Cinque Terre: 16 long hours and a fleeting day.

Me-Oh-My, Better Finish That Wine!

I spent most of the train ride looking out the window. I love train rides in Spain. The AVE is a wonderful fast train that feels like a plane on Earth. It is comfortable, clean, and with inevitable great views of the country side.  Bradley and I were on an anniversary trip to a region of Spain I had been dying to see: La Rioja. My girlfriends and I almost always drink Rioja at the bars in Madrid. During my second year living in Spain, I became determined to go to the source.   Bradley and I were aware that … Continue reading Me-Oh-My, Better Finish That Wine!

There’s almost too much oxygen in the Basque Country.

  She didn’t know where we were going. I did not tell her until we got on the train. But when I said we were on our way to San Sebastian in the Basque Country, I knew she still had no clue. So I showed her a map and the Google pictures I had saved for this moment. Taking my mom on a vacation was something I had dreamt of since moving to Spain two years prior. Not only did I want her to cross the pond so she could visit one of her top dream destinations, but I also … Continue reading There’s almost too much oxygen in the Basque Country.