I write about food, so as part of the job, I guess it helps to love food. Makes sense, right? And I do. I plan my trips around it, I run further so I can…
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Deep inside lies a dragon. A goblin whose ravenousness thirsts restlessly for the right fit. A quagmire of sorts. Blinding, arduously bumbling, haphazardly leaving a cataclysmic trail of chaos. True, unrivaled pandemonium. This infectious, noxious…
View PostDeep inside lies a dragon. A goblin whose ravenousness thirsts restlessly for the right fit. A quagmire of sorts. Blinding, arduously bumbling, haphazardly leaving a cataclysmic trail of chaos. True, unrivaled pandemonium. This infectious, noxious…
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My daughter calls me ‘mummy’. Not, actually though. I mean, it’s what I’m teaching her to call me. She can’t speak yet. Also, I’m not British, but I really like the way it sounds when…
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Hello old friend. It’s been too long. You look good. I’ve gotten sidetracked. Dedicated to extensive assignment, with hopes and a bursting appetite to come back rapidly to you. And I’ll tell you one thing.…
View PostHello old friend. It’s been too long. You look good. I’ve gotten sidetracked. Dedicated to extensive assignment, with hopes and a bursting appetite to come back rapidly to you. And I’ll tell you one thing.…
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Today my office sits about 150 miles northeast of Spokane. Nestled deep in the vibrant republic of Idaho’s Panhandle National Forest – far removed from humans and hospitals (and viruses)…just me and the Cuban and…
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I walk into an empty room. Only a deliriously infatuated couple seated at the end of the bar. And me. I’ve been deserted. Left to my own devices, I suppose. Arid, amidst those I once…
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Welcome to Open Plate Anthropology. I’m Alexa, creator of this site based on a serious disease progression - my unrelenting obsession with food and travel. It’s lust actually. Food lust.
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