I’d been to Los Angeles once, about five years ago. Before I really gave a shit about food. I don’t remember much about what or where I ate; some garlic-centric restaurant, a small sushi spot, the ubiquitous In-N-Out, and to make it all worse and completely forgettable, a Thanksgiving dinner which my friend and I prepared that we are embarrassed …

Paris Another blisteringly fast TGV ride and we arrived at the Gare de Lyon in Paris. Instantly, I felt a wave of familiarity crash over me as I stepped off the train onto the platform. There’s nothing quite like it; whenever I revisit a place I’m filled with the confidence gained whilst I was previously there. It almost makes me …

My first trip to Paris, in 2008, coincided with a sort of food awakening that I was going through. This trip was the first time I had foie gras, something doused in black squid ink, frog legs and good wine that didn’t cost an arm and a leg. Sure, the city and its inhabitants are beautiful; walking along the Seine …

Fact: There is a restaurant every 3.8 feet in downtown Portland, Maine (that’s not a fact but I’d wager it’s pretty close). I can’t think of another town that I have been to where I’ve been simply overwhelmed by the sheer amount of dining choices. Take a walk through the old port district and you’ll find everything from taco stands …

St. John… aahhhhh St. John. For the uninitiated, St. John is a postage stamp of an island in the Caribbean, part of the semi-sovereign United States Virgin Islands. Think “Puerto Rico adjacent” and you’ll be in the right ballpark. And, yes, it’s utterly beautiful. Palm trees, pristine beaches, hazy tropical vistas, all the travel article clichés apply here. It’s the …

It’s time that I come to grips with the fact that I’m a foodie. I’ve avoided terming myself as such at all costs but my recent trip to Boston was the clincher for me. As nauseating as that term sounds, any time you organize all your free time in a random city around where you will be eating, making sure …