Where are we going?

There are many reasons to travel.  But for all of the poetic ideas about finding our place in the world and realising that it’s the journey and not the destination, one of my own key reasons is much more prosaic: food.  Ok, I know food can be poetic too, and we’ll get to that, but there is also something profoundly visceral about tasting the flavours of the world.  

To eat dhosas for breakfast in a Karnatakan dhaba and have an opinion on the quality of their coconut chutney. To crawl the countless tabernas for pinxtos in San Sebastian or Bilbao, and develop a taste for txakoli. To find the best mole in Oaxaca. Or to perch cheek by jowl with locals at sunrise on a squat-wood bench in a crowded Luang Prabang breakfast shop, waiting for the resident matriarch to serve you a steaming bowl of khao soi from the grand old vat she’s had simmering since yesterday. These are some of the moments that I remember most from my travels, and that help to make the journey seem worthwhile.

So I built this website because my travels are often guided by my belly.  And because I want to write about something that brings me joy.  On this website I will share stories from my pot-bellied pilgrimages, and hopefully inspire you to seek new flavours too.