When my friend Sylvie told me about Chef Mavi Graf from Arte Culianario and her cooking class in Puerto Vallarta I was intrigued. I love taking cooking classes when I travel. It's a great way to learn more about a new culture and to try dishes that you may be too shy to order at a restaurant.
When I arrived in Singapore I was thrilled about the location of the hostel I'd be staying in. I was in the Arabic area. I had visions of incredible food. Food I had been craving for months and unable to
One of the things I have learned to appreciate during my travels is food. Yes, I appreciated food before I started traveling, but traveling has helped me to appreciate foods from various cultures. A few years ago you wouldn't be
Although I've shared this story briefly with some friends and travelers, I have never written about it on here (I don't think I have, sure can't find it...). At the time I thought that if I told the story (the whole story) I would be crucified for it. Okay, maybe not crucified, but definitely mildly shamed for it. So I more or less kept it to myself. Now that I've sat down to put a finger to keyboard I realize how ridiculous I was being. In fact, this may be a bigger intro than this story actually needs! Oh well, may as well go for the gusto and spin my tale.