Pasteis de Belem since 1837. The old codger next to me pours his beer into a glass and warms it with his hands. I’m tempted to ask why, but I have a feeling that English is not his fancy. The server is a grumpy bastard. He’s probably late 20′s, wearing the white shirt and blue [...]
Tag Archives: Travel Essays
Keeping it Real in the Okanagan
The wines of the Okanagan are becoming truly world class, but with that, has come a sort of world class feel. Our wineries are becoming fancier and more elaborate, our wines becoming more scientific and more structured. Wine consultants from France and California now make their way to many wineries in the Okanagan on a [...]
Jemaa El Fna Market Marrakech
The sights, sounds and smells of the Jemaa El Fna market (pronounced Jem-ah el fenna) are one of the great treats of a trip to the desert city of Marrakech in Morocco. If you enter the giant square from the west you’ll play “human Frogger” to cross the many lanes of traffic to get to [...]
Straight Shave and the Art of the Hustle
Shaving is one of those moments that a man should take to himself. A manly ritual. For that reason one of the top things on my mind when I arrived in Marrakech was getting a straight shave. The kind where the barber uses an old fashioned single-bladed razor to give you a close shave. It [...]
Riad Clementine — Marrakech
The Michael Bolton rendition of When a Man Loves a Woman plays over the stereo as the first course of my meal arrives. I’m sitting at an elegantly set table sprinkled with flower petals at the Riad Clementine in Marrakech. Riads are the best choice for places to stay in the Medina of Marrakech and [...]
What’s in a Bag?
Paul Smith is a designer and brand that I have a strong affinity for — despite not owning any article sporting his name. Unfortunately at this point in my life it’s out of my budgetary diet, but I do aspire to filling my entire bachelor closet with Paul Smith stuff. Today in London I went [...]
Sex, Wine, and Pintxos
If I were a rockstar I would move to San Sebastian, learn to speak Basque, and do nothing other than drink wine, have plentiful sex, and eat Pintxos (pronounced Peen-chos) until my heart failed. If you don’t know what Pintxos are this will probably sound a tad dirty, but let me assure you that it is just really exciting tapas style food and nothing more…well, depending on how much you like food.
I Heart You Austin Texas
A travel diary of my first trip to Austin, Texas — a place where live music, taxidermy, college co-eds, and amazing food is abundant. I miss you Austin, Texas, but I will be back!
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