True fact: I would happily spend an entire trip to France eating just bread. No butter. Just warm, long pointy, baguette parisienne. Sure, I’d be happy to add in some stinky roquefort or a nice spicy saucisson. But honestly, I could eat baguettes for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. In fact, when I was a kid, I’d visit my…
When I first started “blogging” back in 2007, I had a blog called “Bitten & Smitten” that was dedicated to food. It was one of those blogs filled with stacks of fruit-laden cornmeal pancakes, cheap champagnes, and my favorite street food from across the world. In my defense, this was before Instagram, Pinterest, and facebook albums with…
Tomorrow I’m heading to India for some much needed R&R and some even more necessary Bengali food.* India, especially to Kolkata, is one of my favorite destinations. Now to be clear, I don’t love traveling to India for some misguided “eat.pray.love” type situation— aside from the fact that I “love” to “eat” and always “pray”…