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The
Tasty World of Food & Travel with Shirley Fong-Torres
Berea:
A Tribute to Hope...and Greasy Beans Wroburlto
believes that travel is the ultimate love song. At least that was
how my traveling companion defended the changes he made to Stephen Sondheims
lyrics to a famous song from West Side Story...
Memphis
Soul: Which Came First, the Music or the Food? When
Wro and I visited Memphis in June 2007, the city was beginning an eerie 12-month
celebration of tragic anniversaries and pilgrimages. May
marked the 10th anniversary of the drowning of soulful pop icon Jeff Buckley,
whose body washed up close to Beale Street, the legendary birth place of the blues...
Reef
Break: Easy Riding in San Luis Obispo County, Where Great Wining & Dining
Are Easy, Too My
traveling partner, Wroburlto the honey bear, had pestered me for a trip to San
Luis Obispo County (SLO) for a long time. He finally convinced me by talking up
the area's food and wine scene and by leaving brochures on my desk from some unique
spas...
Pearls
Before Swine: Goin Whole Hog for West Tennessee I
have never understood picky eaters. As a child of immigrants, I was taught to
value all food. As a chef, nothing interests me more than transforming less popular
foods into dishes fit for kings...
Yeast
Rolls and Other Epiphanies: Eastern Kentuckys Holy Kitchen, Hallowed Ham
House and Sacred Lick My
granddaughters, Maggie and Stella, have rearranged my central nervous system.
My senses still respond like those of a chef, but my brain is now all "pau
pau," which is Chinese for a maternal grandmother...
Memphis
Blues: Midnight in the Garden of Good & Even Better My
traveling companion is a drama queen. Wroburlto slurps grandiose settings and
scene-stealing clothes like less-manic bears eat honey. He
began pestering me to visit Memphis when he learned that Elvis Presley's personal
tailor still keeps a shop there...
In
Milwaukee Ethnic Food Scene Soars above Old Stereotypes We
began the next morning with Milwaukee's own Alterra coffee and high-altitude culture...
Milwaukee
& the Rebirth of the Speakeasy (It's Not What You Think) Milwaukee
has long been known as "Brew City" of the Big Four Brewers. It used
to be said there that "kitchen sinks come with three taps -- hot, cold and
pilsner..."
San
Antonio, Texas: The Ultimate Day of the Dead Feast Like
its most famous culinary treat, San Antonio is a trail-hardened contradiction,
softened with water, wrapped in a corn husk and steamed to a lovely smoothness...
The
Blue Grass Diet: It's Not Just for Horses Anymore Wroburlto
and I began our next day in Kentucky by returning to Winchell's for a state-of-the
art southern breakfast. Owner-chef Graham Waller was as forthcoming with candor
as he was with Kentucky country ham, grits, eggs and a special blue-and-white
pancake concoction that celebrates the University of Kentucky colors...
Seeking
the Magic of Horses in Lexington, Kentucky ... Plus Jockeys, BBQ and the Ultimate
Sports Bar What is
this magic of horses that fills some of us with wonder from the first moment we
lay eyes upon their grace? Lexington is the heart of the Kentucky Bluegrass and
soon to be the first American city ever to host the World Equestrian Games. So
it seemed like the right place to look for an answer...
Only
In Detroit: Farmers' Market Tailgating, Feather Bowling & the Ultimate
Lark The next morning,
I didn't even attempt to find the hotel coffee shop. We took a connecting elevator
to the street level lobby of the Marriott and then transferred to a taxi headed
for Eastern Market...the nation's largest farmers market...
Long
& Winding Road to Grand Rapids: Culinary Capitol of the Lake Woods My
honeybear, Wroburlto, wholeheartedly embraces the "Field & Stream"
lifestyle...So, dressed appropriately, he began hunting for his own personal Hemingway
experience -- by pestering me to visit Grand Rapids...
Detroit:
Where Eating Is a Big, Wonderful World When
it comes to travel, my flirtatious bi-polor honeybear Wro and I are old-fashioned
Detroit is our kind of town, a broad-shouldered confederation of ethnic neighborhoods...
John
Wayne and Paul Bunyan: Odd Kicks on Route 66 Having
discovered "The Answer" to "The Question," my bipolar bear
was carried off in a flash flood of New Mexican mysticism. After studying at the
feet of Albuquerque's three green chile gurus, Mommy was ready to pursue less
heated adventures in culinary travel...
In
Albuquerque, New Mexico, Green Chile and Balloon Rides Appeal to Taste and Adventure
Of all Wroburlto 's personalities, my bipolar bear is easiest to deal with when
he thinks he's an American Indian holy man. At any rate, when he started telling
me
about hot air balloon rides, river rafting and horseback excursions, I
knew he was coaxing me into taking him on a "vision quest" to Albuquerque...
Nashville
Beyond Honky Tonk: Old Hickory to the Best Old Chicken Ever
The next morning, as Wro flirted shamelessly through another decadent southern
breakfast in the Hilton Hotel atrium, my resolve to broaden our cultural horizons
increased... The
American Dream, Nashville-Style
My bipolar honeybear, Wroburlto, complains about my taste in music. So, imagine
my surprise when Wro began dropping hints that we should visit Nashville...
The
New Prague: Coffee, Tea and Free (Enterprise)
Our bellies full of "Soup from the Slaughterhouse Floor" and blood and
guts "Don't-Call-It-Sausage," Wroburlto and I decided to take a break
from historical traditions to go looking for the New Prague...
Old
Prague: Pig Bones & Paradoxes
When an opportunity to visit Prague popped up this winter, we packed our bags
immediately. For two millennia, the city's culture and cuisine were synthesized
in a crucible that blended Czech, German, Jewish and Italian ingredients into
the ever-changing pudding called Bohemia... Year
of the Rooster: Clean Thoughts, Honeyed Words Lunar New Year Begins at the
Threshold Over a
century ago, Oscar Wilde joked that America's only tradition was its youth.
This was a distinctly European joke; Asians could not have found it funny. In
Chinese culture, tradition is not just the most important thing, it is the only
thing... How
to Enjoy Feasting in North Carolina's East
Like wine fests in the 1990s, barbecue festivals are the "smoke and fire"
of this decade's tourist industry from coast to coast
.So when Gene Wiseman
called to tell us about the first-ever Feast in the East barbecue festival in
Goldsboro, North Carolina, Wro told me to start packing...
Groveland
and Columbia: Gold Rush Ghost Towns Reborn
My bear and traveling companion Wro is a claim jumper of words. Sometimes
he misconstrues them in original fashion. So, when he told me that "tourists
are always accidental," I laughed first and then thought about it. From the
mouths of cubs
"Mix
26 Boxes of Lemons with One Ton Olives" The 21st Century Gold Rush to
Jamestown and Sonora
Because my traveling companion is a precocious bi-polar bear, I sometimes forget
that he is just four years old. So when Wroburlto first suggested that we drive
to Tuolumne County, California, "for a lesson in Gold Rush history,"
I suspected some whimsical ulterior motive... Legends
of the Carolina Kitchen - Part II: "Dump" Cooking and Real BBQ
After filling up at Big Ed's City Market Restaurant, where both the wisdom and
the biscuits were treated generously with fig jam, I set out with my honeybear,
Wroburlto, to look for the culinary soul of Carolina -- authentic barbecue. Cantonese
chefs like me are instinctively drawn to cooking techniques that transform the
cheapest cuts of meat, or the throw-away parts of a plant, into foods fit for
emperors... Tailgating
and Century Hopping in Raleigh, North Carolina
Remember that quaint 19th-century concept called the picnic? If you do, I bet
you probably also have a willow basket and a red-and-white checked tablecloth
stored in your attic... Hawaii:
The Epicenter of Fusion-Cooking
Not too many years ago, the culinary highlight of a Hawaiian vacation was a boring
version of the ubiquitous "surf and turf."
Those days are, thankfully,
gone with the Pacific trade winds
When
Corn Cake WAS Dinner: Mountain Foods of Southern & Eastern Kentucky
Shirley Fong-Torres takes you on a personal journey, exploring the foods of Southern
and Eastern Kentucky... |