Tag Archives: Food
North-Western revelations.
Prior to flying there I knew very little about Seattle. Rain and Kurt Cobain, Foo Fighters and Starbucks, Amazon and serial killers. Squashed between a Pacific coastline that looked too tormented to be understandable and the linear dichotomy of the … Continue reading
Posted in Americas, USA
Tagged Alaska Airlines, Amazon, Amazon Spheres, Berlusconi, Cascadia, Cobain, Ferry, Foo Fighters, Food, Food market, Inuit, Lowell's, Marijuana, Night, Nirvana, Olympic, Oyster, Pacific, Pike Market, Port, Rain, Salmon, Sea, Seafront, Seattle, Serial Killer, Sphere, Sticker, Street art, Tech, Tech boys, Washington, Washington state, Weed, West Coast
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Swindlers’ Market.
On a square dedicated to the saint patron of needleworkers and television, behind the convent sanctifying the memory of the protector of orphans and widows, Lisbon’s lady thieves are having their weekly gathering. Make of that what you wish. For … Continue reading
Posted in Europe, Portugal
Tagged Antiques, Book, Church, Cloudy, Convent, Europe, Feira, Feira da Ladra, Flea Market, Food, La Tabernita, La Tabernita Lisboa, Lisboa, Lisbon, Lisbon Flea Market, Market, Morning, People, People watching, Photography, Portugal, Santa Clara, Sellers, Street photography, Sunday, Tourism, Travel, Urban photography
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On the market.
Non è da signori. This was a veritable leitmotiv of my youth. It’s a phrase hard to render properly into English, non è da signori. I doubt is very much in use these days; from my point of view, I … Continue reading
Posted in Americas, Argentina
Tagged Argentina, Bazaar, Billingsgate, Billingsgate Market, Buenos Aires, Chorsu Bazaar, Cusco, Dushanbe, Food, Green Market, Isfahan, Market, Osh Bazaar, People, People watching, Photography, San Miguel Market, Shopping, Souk, Street photography
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Six Photos in Search of a Story.
A picture is worth a thousand words, they say. Never let photos in the way of a good story, I say. Ask anyone who’d read Thubron or Robb, writers of books without as much as a picture, and ask them … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, South Korea
Tagged Admonition, Asia, Beer, Bukchon, Bukchon photographer, Calvino, Dress, Food, Hanok, Hanok village, Incheon, Incheon Free Economic Zone, Italo, Korea, Old men, Pensioners, People, People watching, Photography, Pirandello, Rain, Republic of Korea, ROK, Seoul, Silence, Six photos, South Korea, Street photography, Sun, Tourism, Travel, Urban photography
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Live fish and fried shrimp. Searching for dinner in Noryangjin.
The sun was setting over Yeongdeungpo. The sun was setting; lights on a legion of buildings were turning on and I couldn’t pronounce the name of the neighbourhood not even if it helped to save my bacon. Speaking of bacon, … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, South Korea
Tagged 7-11, Asia, City, city life, Crab, Dusk, Fish, Fish Market, Food, Fried, Korean cuisine, Live fish, Lotte, Lotteria, Molluscs, Night, Noryangjin, Noryangjin fish market, Overpass, Prostitutes, Prugio, Restaurant, Seoul, Shrimp, Snow crab, South Korea, Street food, Tsuijiki, Urban, Yeongdeungpo
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Genghis’ Camp.
This didn’t feel like Central Asia. The road was smooth, the ride quiet, the old Mercedes van that did the honours as our marshrutka, or collective taxi, wasn’t packed to the gunwales. Our driver, a faded Denver Broncos hat planted on … Continue reading
Posted in Central Asia, Kyrgyzstan
Tagged Ala tau, Central Asia, Cholpon Ata, Ethno Park, Felt tent, Food, Gorge, Issyk Kul, Jailoo, Jew's Harp, Kyrchyn, Kyrchyn Jailoo, Kyrgyzstan, Lake, Lenin, Lenin statue, Mountains, Music, Nomad, Throat singing, Tien Shan, WNG, World Nomad Game, Yurt
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To the last city.
No, that’s a misnomer. Tashkent was, if anything, Uzbekistan’s first city, at least in the modern sense of the term. First one to be occupied by the Russians, first one to be reached by a railroad, first to host all … Continue reading
Posted in Central Asia, Uzbekistan
Tagged Asia, Central Asia, Christianity, City, Cityscape, Cycling, Earthquake, Food, G55 AMG, Hotel Uzbekistan, Islam, Islam Karimov, Karimov, Kazakhstan, Korean, Kosmonavtlar, Lenin, Marx, Mercedes, Mirobod, Soviet, Soviet Union, Street photography, Urban photography, USSR, Uzbek Koreans, Uzbekistan
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Hanoi: life on the streets.
I love writing longreads, but sometimes there are places, situations or moments where that only great writers can render through words, and I’m not of them. One such place is Hanoi’s Old Quarter. I could ramble about it for pages … Continue reading
Posted in Asia, Vietnam
Tagged Asia, Cone caps, Food, Hanoi, Hoàn Kiếm Lake, Photography, Street photography, Vietnam
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After (and away from) the tuna auction: Tsukiji fish market, Tokyo.
Clint Eastwood, in the The Good, the Bad and the Ugly once said that there are two kinds of people: those who dine at restaurants, and those who see nothing wrong in standing up for their meal in front of … Continue reading
Posted in All things food, Asia, Japan, Tokyo
Tagged Asia, Edo, Fish Market, Food, Gentrification, Mollusc, Oyster, Seafood, Street food, Tokyo, Tsukiji, Tuna, Tuna Auction
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Naples: unearthing the treasure trove (Part I)
The cab was a Rénault estate, so old that – had it been a person – it could’ve legally been allowed to drive. It had about 300,000 km on the odometer and, rather worryingly, wobbly seat belts that wouldn’t tighten … Continue reading
Posted in Campania, Europe, Italy, Napoli, Overlooked locations
Tagged Art, Campania, Food, Italy, Metro, Naples, Napoli, Nilo, Religion, Rough Diamond, Southern Italy, Vesuvius, Volcano
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