I have never been one to turn down a culinary adventure, even if it takes my stomach to new, and sometimes daring, places and flavors. Italian pasta in Rome. Thai curry in Bangkok. Turkish Delight in Istanbul. Sushi and noodles in a Tokyo sushi bar or noodle house. All of these things are not to be missed in one’s life, even if you have to work hard and save to get there eventually.
Of course, there are great food experiences awaiting you right at home as well. In fact, one of the things that I firmly believe in is that food, much like travel, is what you make of it. Sometimes the best food can be as simple as grandma’s chicken noodle soup or your own take on a family barbecue recipe. Expensive, fancy food is not necessarily better than something you can buy for much less at a local dive bar or hidden hot spot in whatever town or city you are visiting or reside in. Appearances can be deceiving, and so can advertising and marketing ploys. But I digress.
The important thing to remember is that, for most people who are lucky enough to live in an economically stable environment and have the time to read a travel blog like this, you have a choice.
Choice means freedom. Freedom means variety if you choose to step out of your comfort zone. Variety means exploration. Exploration means adventure. Much like travel, food can be an adventure.
After all, regardless of where I am in the world, I like to have my cake and eat it too.