Visiting the south of France inspired both delight and anxiety. How to satisfy such great expectations? Well, I decided to book my restaurant reservations far in advance to ensure a table. My first stop was La Tables de Nans in Ciotat. Michelin awarded it one-star....
My eight-hour flight to France made me feel like an aging sardine; dry, brittle, and salty. Also, awfully eager to slip into a tub of water. But by the next day, luxuriating in Cassis, well, I was on vacation. More, I was vacationing in a country where citizens...
On a whim, we picked Montreal for our August vacation. Why not? It's full of great chefs, bakers, markets, and the wonderful colloquial Quebecois French. Honestly, we most wanted a chance to visit my good friend Domenico and his...
While in Soluthurn, my sister suggested eating at Pittaria. I thought it served pizza. Nope, it was a cute, bustling restaurant run by a Palestinian who served great falafel and other Middle-Eastern dishes.
Assumption Day in Lyon and nowhere to eat. Why not Bocuse? Ok, so even if I did leave the following day on the TGV and pass his namesake restaurant at Collonges-au-Mont-d'Or, while leaving Lyon; we made up for it by trying Brasserie le...
Feel free to follow us on social media for the latest news and more inspiration.