Newfoundland might be a bit late to the microbrewery game but we’re starting to catch up in a big and tasty way. While our oldest brewery opened in 1996, it didn’t have a lot of company until 2008. Now we have 19 breweries right across the province.
If I was only going to eat one local food when I was in Chile, it was going to be empanadas. When planning our trip to Chile, I had a a handful of non-negotiable things that needed to happen: visit the Concha y Toro vineyard, stay at Winebox Hotel in Valparaiso, go stargazing in the Atacama Desert, and eat empanadas. All of the empanadas.
If you want to travel but it intimidates you, maybe some of these stories will make you think, “well, hell if she can do it, so can I!” And if so, then my job here is done. For this story I’m going to take you back to Barcelona in 2014 when I was still a relatively new solo traveller. Fakin’ it ’til I makin’ it…
The snow is blowing sideways. Icy little pellets that would sting your face if you were to venture out into it. The roads are eerily quiet with only the odd foolhardy cab attempting to get around in the weather. My street hasn’t seen a plow yet and likely won’t for hours. I’m cozy in my house wearing fleecy pjs that make me feel like a giant teddy bear. I have a beer on the go that will help add to the warm feeling. But I’m missing one thing. Storm chips.
I sat at the kitchen table, staring at a small paper bag, filled with dried purple seaweed. This time I would try it. The briny smell of the ocean floor wafted from the bag. You could smell it from six feet away, easy. But it was time. No more excuses. At the age of 39, it was high time that I tried dulse for the first time.
New York is a city of neighbourhoods. Each pocket of the city has its own identity, culture, and inevitably, unique food. One of the best ways to get to know a culture is to get to know their food and one of the best ways to get to know the food when you’re travelling is to take a food tour. New York has so many identities and cultures that it’s pretty impossible to take a generic New York food tour so you need to focus on the neighbourhoods. On my recent quick visit to the Big Apple I focussed on Little Italy and Chinatown with Ahoy NY Tours & Tasting.
When I was growing up, the night before Ash Wednesday always meant a big stack of pancakes with bacon and sausage for supper. The official name for the day might be Shrove Tuesday but for us it was always Pancake Night and Aunt Jemima was the star.
Sometimes a trip is all about the food. Seeking out delicious new flavours. Discovering that quirky new eatery. Spending hours leisurely sipping wine and savouring your meal. Other times you just need to fuel and go.
We’ve all got that friend (or maybe we’re that friend) who’ve bought tickets to the NLC’s Beerfest not to thoughtfully taste new beers but just to drink as much as possible before the lights come on to “get their money’s worth.” Usually this results in a hot mess with no new appreciation for the brew. Craft Beer Attraction aims to change that beer tasting cliche.
I was in Central Newfoundland recently and decided to indulge in a weekend brunch at Noah’s on the Point in Glovertown. I was really happy to discover that their buffet included toutons. Mmm… if you think eggs bene is the epitome of brunch, you’ve never tried a touton. What is a touton? Toutons: Pronounced tout(rhymes with pout)-ens – are a traditional Newfoundland breakfast food made of bread dough pan fried in butter or, more rarely these days, pork fat. You might call it a Newfoundland pancake. I like mine best drizzled with fancy molasses but some people prefer maple syrup. When cooked up right they have a crispy outside with a chewy inside. More often than not they’re served as part of a full cooked breakfast which might also include fried eggs, baked beans, home fries, fried bologna, sausage, bacon or other breakfast meat. The history of the touton is…
It happens every time. While I’m away on a trip I get these grand ideas of how I’m going to change my habits when I get home. “It’ll be a fresh start,” I say. I’m going to go to bed and get up earlier! I’m going to exercise more! I’m going to stop wasting time playing Candy Crush! I’m going to cook more and eat healthier! *pfft* Yeah, right.
If you’ve ever been to Newfoundland you’ve probably had someone tell you to try chips, gravy, and dressing. And I bet you were confused. Chips? Like…Lays? Dressing? Like…ranch? Nope and nope.
Food is one of the reasons I travel and one of the things I remember most about a place when I get back home. So what better introduction could I have had to Puerto Rico than the Old San Juan Food Tour with Flavors of San Juan?
“You don’t have to feel bad drinking this beer. It’s for the kids!” our tour guide told us as we sat in a pub in Brussels. And it’s true…sort of. I had my first introduction to the world of Belgian beer recently and it was eye opening. Get ready for high alcohol content, warmer temps, and blessed beers.
My friend and I were at the Globe Theatre in London, chatting about what our next plans would be for the day, when the British lady in front of us turned around and said “I don’t mean to eavesdrop but if you’re looking for somewhere cool to go, you should check out Gordon’s Wine Bar. It’s one of my favourite places.” I don’t know about you, but when a local recommends something to you and tells you that it’s one of their favourites, you listen.
Earlier this year brightly coloured bagels started blowing up on the internet. A video by Business Insider showing the labour intensive process of creating these multi-coloured treats went viral. I started seeing them all over Facebook and Instagram. What unicorn magic was this? I must have.
Armed with Foursquare and a squad of hip friends, we navigated the late night drink options in SoHo. He didn’t trust the unwashed masses over at Yelp to make suggestions, instead relying on places where his friends had checked-in before. It was past midnight and we were on the hunt for cool places to have a drink in SoHo.
If you find yourself wandering around Williamsburg on a Saturday afternoon wondering what to do be at, have I got a suggestion for you! Walk yourself down to the East River State Park and bring your appetite. Smorgasburg is a food fair featuring a few dozen vendors that you don’t want to miss.