The first time I was in Edinburgh, I was twenty-two and did not dare to try haggis. Since then, I’ve matured and developed a hunger for new experiences, especially those in the gastronomical realm. This meant I was on a mission in Edinburgh. This time, I was going to eat some haggis. For those that don’t know, traditional Scottish haggis is made of sheep offal stuffed inside its stomach lining with oats and spices. It reminds me of Louisianan boudin. The next day, we were going to embark on a
Happy new year, everyone! As we say goodbye to 2015, I’d like to take some time to reflect and thank all of you for following me on my journey since MasterChef, and beyond. Having readers and fans makes life that much more fun and dynamic. As crazy as my life may get, I still like to stay in touch with my followers through social media; I still read 95% of the comments on my blog, Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, and YouTube. I may not get a chance to respond to everyone,
Sorry for the lack of posts this month. I’ve been in Vietnam on some wild adventures. I’ve also come up with a new direction in which to take my blog, and I’m excited to share the new format with you in 2016! Patience you must have, my young padawan.
On our fourth day in the UK, we have our first true, hearty English breakfast. How do the Brits eat this in the morning without falling into food coma afterwards? Much like the English bacon that came on our plates, the owner/man taking orders behind the counter was quite salty. He reminded me of the Soup Nazi on “Seinfeld” because he barked at customers who held up the queue or deviated from normal ordering and dining standards. At least it was a memorable experience. More next time on the food
The weather was gorgeous: sunny but mild (to us Houstonians, at least—the headlines in London that day claimed the worst heatwave in a decade). We headed for Borough Market, the food stall mecca of London, but unfortunately, the market mostly thrives from Thursday to Saturday, and today was Monday. Most stalls were closed, but I managed to try a Scotch egg and an Indian dosa.
Here’s day 2 of my UK and Ireland summer holiday. We take a day trip to Salisbury to visit Stonehenge. It was everyone’s first time seeing the ancient wonder of the world but mine. I couldn’t even see or touch the rocks, so I was pretty disinterested, but I’m a team player, you know? The day was chilly, and while waiting for our train back to London, we ducked into an inn for a pint and a steak and ale pie. Dinner back in London was Indian and Pakistani food,
If you follow me on social media, you may have known I took a holiday in the United Kingdom and Ireland this summer. It was the first international leisure vacation I’d taken since 2012 when I’d gone to Japan and Korea with friends and in-laws. Yes, I travel much, but it’s mostly for work. UK/Ireland 2015 was a true holiday in every sense: no work events, no people to answer to, no phone calls—just me, some friends, and a whole lotta food and drink. The hubs documented our trip day-by-day,
April 30, 2015, marks the 40th anniversary of the Fall of Saigon. I was not alive then, but the figment of it swirled around my life nonetheless, mostly in the form of a movie and a book.
A couple of weeks ago, I blogged about eating Saigon. I love coming to Vietnam, if not to eat, then to at least see my pops and get hella cheap spa treatments. (A 60-minute full-body massage runs about $25 USD, and that’s some of the nicer places.) I also love coming to Vietnam and meeting interesting people. From the locals to the ex-pats, everyone’s got a story.
Last week, Blind Life episode 6: Cooking with Connor was released. In my blog post about Connor, I wondered how Connor and his family were doing. Well, I got an update from Connor’s mom, Alyx, shortly thereafter.