Some people, like Lance, find traveling a little stressful. Packing, unpacking, hurry-up-and-waiting-it with the masses – Oof, I get it. Traveling these days is vastly more complicated than it used to be when I was a kid. Forget the fact that my parents navigated the major issues, but I do remember feeling pampered during flights, whether it be across the country or across the globe. Air India flight attendants used to deliver hot meals to us, dressed in saris, wildly swaying to and fro during rough turbulence! I still have no clue how they managed it without a passenger getting burned. (To their credit, I see that hot meals are still served if a flight is longer than 90min… what an amazing holdout. If only I traveled to India more often.).
All that aside, you can tell where I’m going with this. Despite today’s complications, I enjoy traveling. To me it represents a new adventure, an opportunity to shake things up – and of course, a chance to explore new food! Some of this probably goes back to my “military brat” upbringing, which meant that my family moved to new locations often. In the San Francisco area, we enjoyed sourdough and dim sum. In Germany and Europe, we filled our bellies with wurst, wiener schnitzel and moules frites. Tacoma and Seattle led to smoked salmon and Rainier cherries (I was too young for espresso). I can literally remember my entire existence based on the meals I’ve had. Don’t ask me to tell you when something happened… ask me to recall the meals I ate.
Naturally, I think my foodie gene is also responsible for my love of travel. The interesting thing is that I see that in Dragon and Kangaroo, too. All of us are getting ready for a trip to Montréal very soon, which is a work-related trip for Lance and me. Dragon and Kangaroo have both been asking about what we’ll be able to do in our spare time. Sure, we’ll hit the Bell Centre and stock up on Montréal Canadiens gear. Sure, we’ll stroll through downtown or visit Old Montréal.
“But Mom, where will we eat?”
That is the burning question, and we'd better have an answer. It’s been so fun to explore the possibilities together. Poutine one afternoon, followed by a smoked meat sandwich for dinner? Or perhaps starting the day with a warm bagel fresh out of the oven? The possibilities are endless…
Dragon actually took it upon himself to guess what he felt was each person’s “favorite” foodie stop, in an attempt to make sure each of us gets our own knocked off the list. Now that’s a traveling companion I can appreciate!
For the record, my must-have was a fresh-out-of-the-oven bagel… living in New York City for a time has made me want to investigate this bagel rivalry much more closely.
Who writes this blog?
I'm an Edmonton-based writer and genetic counselor on the hunt for the foodie gene... my family is living proof that it exists. Read my blog for musings on food, genetics, and sometimes both at the same time!
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