“The sight of the huge world put mad ideas into me, as if I could wander away, wander forever, see strange and beautiful things, one after the other.” – C.S. Lewis
For as long as I can remember I’ve loved food and adventure. Having the opportunity to travel the world has allowed me to find unique foods and flavors that I bring home to try out in my kitchen. As a kid my outdoorsy parents instilled in me how fresh food is always better. A trout from the river for breakfast or a berry from the bush while hiking…a garden yielding rewards commensurate with your work. Hiking into the mountains 4 miles through knee deep snow for December trout made them taste better (and they just are).
Over the years I have gained more desire for the knowledge to explore new things and make food rather than just buy it. I still go to the store and restaurants but enjoy the hunt, processing, and flavors that come from understanding everything about where food comes from. This blog is about all things that fascinate me on adventures and the food that comes with those adventures.
Not all adventures have what most people consider good food though. Occasionally you eat granola bars and re-hydrated meals. The longer the path the more you appreciate the meal at the end. Whether it is rice and gravy or a fine French restaurant in Brussels.
From birth to about 10 I lived in Alaska and visit periodically to see family and stock the freezer. My thoughts are always in Alaska and I cannot get this amazing land out of my head. Southern California is home for now (and it is a great place for many reasons) but I often travel for work which gives me the opportunity to eat local foods while so far from home.
Some of these posts will be long. If you have the attention span of a gnat or are trying to read while watching T.V. you might not like this blog. The point is to provide as honest a recollection as possible.
Hopefully you do enjoy the blog and it inspires you to go outside (like B does) and possibly try some of the recipes or activities yourself.