Good morning everyone!
1. This whiparound has confirmed that I'm no where near as adventurous as all of you are, but I do love to travel. The story that comes to mind shows what I enjoy must when I travel: eating. Zach and I were in Paris a few months ago and had spent significant time researching where and how to eat. A coworker of mine who travels often had recommended a restaurant that she described as the "best meal of her life." Of course, I had to go. Unfortunately my dreams were quickly shattered when Zach looked up this restaurant on the Internet and found the following descriptions: "need to book months in advance," "hardest reservation in the city," "Anthony Bourdain's favorite restaurant in France," etc. etc. Zach looked at me and said. "Better luck next time, kiddo."
One night we had plans to go to another restaurant and we stumbled across THE restaurant I had wanted to go to. I was so close now- I couldn't not try. So, we walked up and the hostess said very firmly in his French accent, "reservation only." And then he paused. "But we may have table." I thought I was going to die.
We were sat at a table and were given a menu for a five course prixe fixe dinner- all in French of course. We had no idea what we were getting and even less business being in that restaurant, but we proceeded to have the most outrageously amazing 3 hour meal. I'll spare you the details, but rrexplain the first course as a teaser: a martini glass with asparagus, asparagus purée, a poached egg, caviar and Parmesan mousse. Is this real life?
2. I think next on my travel list is Greece. I realized in Paris that I never take relaxing vacations. I like to see everything, do everything, (eat everything). I think Greece would a nice middle ground: it seems so beautiful that you have to prioritize taking in the sights and slowing down a bit, but there's still a lot of culture to experience.
3. As I'm sure I've made abundantly clear, I like to eat my way through cities and countries. I love the food culture in so many places compared to the US- the way everything is fresh and not processed, and the significance of the dining experience. Especially in Europe, eating isn't a transaction- it is a time to enjoy your food and your company (often for hours on end). There's no rush- you have nothing but time. There aren't any televisions or distractions- just opportunities to be present with whoever you're with. The food culture in Europe would be enough to convince me to live there. Maybe someday..
Love,
Jesse
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