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You know those “where are they now?” segments on celebrity news shows and articles? I sort of did one when I visited MasterChef U.S. Season 4 winner Luca Manfé’s food truck, The Lucky Fig. (Or maybe Luca’s fans saw my YouTube episode and were like, “Oh, so that’s what that Christine from season 3 is doing now—making YouTube videos and eating…”) Either way, neither guesses are far from the truth. Luca was born in Italy, moved to New York, and was living there when I first met him during season

First, my cookbook, Recipes from My Home Kitchen was published in the U.S., became a New York Times best-seller, and just this last December, it was published in Vietnamese by Tre Publishing House in Vietnam. You could already borrow my cookbook in Braille from the National Library Service, but now it’s available for purchase from the National Braille Press for just $23.99—the same cost as the cover price for the hardback. I was gifted the above copy from a woman involved with Sight Into Sound, a non-profit based in Houston

Our last day of the UK and Ireland summer holiday was spent in none other than Dublin, where the crowds are boisterous and the alcohol flows freely. We have a pint of Guinness for breakfast and a Jameson tasting for “afternoon tea.” (Well, the boys tried the Jameson—as much as I love Jameson, my liver was in full protest mode by now.) As with all other countries, I had to check out the snack aisle at a convenience store. It’s interesting how there were a lot of what I’d consider

The Cliffs of Moher are how this trip was born. Even though I can’t see, I’ve heard (and remembered from photos past) how beautiful Ireland was, those emerald green cliffs jutting out over steel blue sea. At home, photos of our travels line the walls going up the staircase, and I wanted to add Ireland’s breathtaking views to the collection. And that’s how it all started. I said, “Let’s go to Ireland.” Then I said, “Well, John likes Scotch whiskey, so let’s hit up Scotland, too.” Then we said, “Well,

I had no idea sheep were so amazing! After cradling a two-day old lamb, I experienced an ovine runway. Initially, we thought we would be getting ripped off, having paid 5 euro to listen to a shepherd talk about his sheep, but it turns out this was the highlight of our Ireland rail tour. Each sheep knew exactly when the shepherd was talking about her, and she’d get up and waddle to stage center. As far as I was told, there was no physical prodding, calling of name, or eye

How fitting that I continue with my Ireland vlog on St. Patrick’s Day! Day 2 of our Ireland rail tour. We start out from Killarney and have Irish coffee for breakfast. It’s my first time having Irish coffee, and it packed a punch to the face. Irish coffee, for those who don’t know, is coffee spiked with whiskey (Jameson, to be true to the Irish). The hubs really liked it, but I found it a bit much for 7 in the morning. I thought the coffee with Bailey’s Irish cream

At last, we arrived in the final country of our summer holiday. Ireland was the initial reason I wanted to do this trip; I’d heard from several people and recall from when I did have vision, that Ireland was beautiful. I imagined foggy emerald green cliffs dropping down to the steel blue sea. I wanted this scenery memorialized on our wall at home. And this,, my friends, is how the idea for this summer holiday was born. We embarked on a three-day Ireland Rail Tour and looked forward to having

On a recent flight, I watched—er, listened to—Amy, the Academy winning documentary about Amy Winehouse. For those who may not recall, Amy Winehouse was the contemporary jazz singer with that unique voice and signature cateye and beehive ‘do. She reigned the music scene in the 2000s but quickly succumbed to substance abuse. All I remember about Amy Winehouse was exactly that. And then I watched this documentary, and it opened up my eyes and heart, so to speak. You see, even though I was nowhere near the fame of Amy

Let this be a lesson in palate preservation: after six different whiskeys, you won’t be able to tell much of a difference beyond those six because your tongue will be tired. You also won’t enjoy the tasting as much because all your mind will be able to focus on is how to get a cheeseburger in your mouth and a cuddly sheep in your arms. Yes, even with whiskey, there can be too much of a good thing. Regardless, my palate wasn’t dead enough to know the so-called pho at

Dufftown is a quaint countryside town. It took us a few hours to get from Edinburgh to Dufftown by car (and a while to get used to driving on the left side of the road). The road trip was a nice change of scenery and pace from our regular travels thus far. I was told there were a lot of green pastures and sheep and some cattle alongside the highway. After dropping off our stuff at Castleview, a true B&B run by a hospitable and friendly couple, we ventured out

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