To Farmer’s Market We Go!
Tweet I have a problem. I love food. I obsess about it. The flavours, the textures, the color. How to bring out different flavour profiles or create different colors. I’m scarcely halfway through breakfast before I’m thinking about dinner. I’m always thinking about my next meal. You’d think I had at some point suffered from …read the rest
Down Days
Tweet It’s 10 am. I’m exhausted; too much Lotza and a bad run in with some Russians. But we’re laughing, and that’s what matters. I lie in bed post-breakfast debating what to do with the day. It snowed 3 feet in Centenje, the town just over the low coastal mountains that we visited yesterday. We …read the rest
Vacation Hangover
Tweet I guess I can’t pretend like I’m on vacation anymore. I’ve unpacked, done laundry, gone to work, gone to the grocery store (three times?) and driven up LCC twice. Yup. I’m officially done with vacation, even the jetlag has subsided. I don’t have anymore excuses for my absence from here. Sigh. Australia was …read the rest
Crossfit North Manly
Tweet Most places I visit you wouldn’t find a gym, let alone a crossfit affiliate. However, Manly is an exception. It’s just across the harbor from Sydney, and the lovely beaches, surf, and sailing are not the only things here keeping people active. Crossfit North Manly opened just a couple of months ago, which meant …read the rest
The Narrow Escape From LAX
Tweet Traveling rarely ever goes smoothly. Some trips are better than others, but somewhere along the line, something goes awry. On Friday night I settled into a seat in the LAX terminal with my kleenex, a cup of tea, and motivation to get some work done. I checked my ticket one more time; departure, …read the rest
Cheese and Wine
Tweet Sometimes the hardest part about being in a different country is the language. You find yourself in a train station with french signs and french voices, searching for the correct destination for your next ticket and the panic hits. What if I go to the wrong place? What if I can’t find anyone who …read the rest
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