The Correct Way to Eat Grapes for Breakfast Grapes in Salento When I arrived at 7:30 am, Oronzino, his brother, his father, and a few other white-haired Italian contadini had already been harvesting for over an hour. I followed the men into the rows of grapevine, stooping slightly beneath the hanging bundles of golden grapes. The… Read More
When You’re Hot, Drunk, and Stoned on a Bus, at Least Drink Good Beer American Pale Ale in London It’s the hottest day of the year and I’m on the top deck of a London bus. I’m…
A Hearty Breakfast Dish for the Gut‑Foundered Toutons in Berlin: essentially lumps of bread dough fried in fat. Newfoundland pancakes.
A Taste of Crimea Far From the Frontline Tatars fleeing the annexed peninsula are bringing their culture to the rest of Ukraine.
If You Don’t Like Beer, You Probably Won’t Like This Beer All I could taste were traces of coffee, the more subtle flavors going straight over my head.
We Will Raise Our Glasses High and Drink Them with Joy I couldn’t envision not being outside this Saturday, November 14th. After incomprehension, tears, and anger, after being at work all morning, I could not imagine going home.