For me, a trip can be made or broken based on how the food situation is in the particular city or country we're visiting. Gabriel and I love to eat, and are pretty adventurous when it comes to food. We're not picky eaters, and will eagerly try out local specialties. Some of the best, most authentic meals have come during our travels, while some of the worst most unforgettable meals have occurred during these same trips. Examples? Cinque Terre. The most delicious Italian pesto, which is a native dish from this region, was exquisite. I also experienced the most violently horrible food poisoning from a black curry pasta that ended up ruining our trip. Here are some more gastronomical ups and downs I've experienced:
The best sushi we've ever had, without a doubt, came from SushiAnn in New York City this past October. Look at how red that tuna is! We'll be back soon (hopefully!)
An airport breakfast in Michigan kindly cautioned visitors that when ordering a basic breakfast (ie. eggs, bacon, toast, home fries), the eggs
may be raw. RAW (!!!!)
When visiting Cologne, Germany last spring, we dined at Fruh. The sausage was the best in the world, and the coaster tally of beers was an authentic touch.
In Alicante, Spain, we frequented a few different Argentine restaurants. Some miscommunication between Gabriel and the waiter led to the above photo: kidneys soaked in oil. I was brave and tried one, but the texture was just too much for my taste.
On a separate Spanish getaway to the island of Mallorca, we feasted on traditional tapas: Spanish pancake, mushrooms, and potato salad. Muy bien!
So here is the infamous black curry pasta from Cinque Terre, Italy. It looked so interesting...and the adorable Italian maitre'd specifically requested that I try it....
Serendipity III's frrrrrozen hot chocolate outside of Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas was worth every over-priced penny!
This $10.00 can of Sprite from a small Spanish island was most definitely NOT worth every penny. Again, miscommunication can sometimes lead to rip-offs, even when traveling with a native Spanish speaker! Eek!
Finally, eating
chivito al plato in Montevideo, Uruguay, was quite the experience. Gabriel's favourite food from childhood, the
chivito was basically a steak on a bed of potato salad, which was covered with ham, cheese, a fried egg, french fries, and leafy greens. Sound bizarre? I thought so too, and during all of Gabriel's descriptions of his favourite food, I was completely unsure of how all those ingredients would taste together. Result? Delicious, filling, and chock full of cholesterol. I guess a mix of both the good, and the bad.
What are some of the best and worst dishes you've experienced during your travels?
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The best sushi we've ever had, without a doubt, came from SushiAnn in New York City this past October. Look at how red that tuna is! We'll be back soon (hopefully!)
An airport breakfast in Michigan kindly cautioned visitors that when ordering a basic breakfast (ie. eggs, bacon, toast, home fries), the eggs may be raw. RAW (!!!!)
When visiting Cologne, Germany last spring, we dined at Fruh. The sausage was the best in the world, and the coaster tally of beers was an authentic touch.
In Alicante, Spain, we frequented a few different Argentine restaurants. Some miscommunication between Gabriel and the waiter led to the above photo: kidneys soaked in oil. I was brave and tried one, but the texture was just too much for my taste.
On a separate Spanish getaway to the island of Mallorca, we feasted on traditional tapas: Spanish pancake, mushrooms, and potato salad. Muy bien!
So here is the infamous black curry pasta from Cinque Terre, Italy. It looked so interesting...and the adorable Italian maitre'd specifically requested that I try it....
Serendipity III's frrrrrozen hot chocolate outside of Caesar's Palace in Las Vegas was worth every over-priced penny!
This $10.00 can of Sprite from a small Spanish island was most definitely NOT worth every penny. Again, miscommunication can sometimes lead to rip-offs, even when traveling with a native Spanish speaker! Eek!
Finally, eating chivito al plato in Montevideo, Uruguay, was quite the experience. Gabriel's favourite food from childhood, the chivito was basically a steak on a bed of potato salad, which was covered with ham, cheese, a fried egg, french fries, and leafy greens. Sound bizarre? I thought so too, and during all of Gabriel's descriptions of his favourite food, I was completely unsure of how all those ingredients would taste together. Result? Delicious, filling, and chock full of cholesterol. I guess a mix of both the good, and the bad.
