Ironic that the more food-related things that I do, the less time that I have to write about food and relations. For example, this week, I saw (and hugged) a food celebrity, attended a conference promoting sustainable foods in Ohio and served (literally; I was the waitress) dinner for 30 people featuring the entire menu from Gourmet’s “Rural Pennsylvania Thanksgiving” menu. I’d say right here that I plan on writing about these experiences, but every time I promise something like that, it never happens.
At any rate, I have exciting news: Maya and I are both itinerant this weekend.
Although we won’t be together, we’re both visiting food havens with rich culture and heritage: San Francisco, California, and Steubenville, Ohio. While I cannot imagine why anyone would want to go to San Francisco, I can tell you that I’m excited about my trip to the eastern border of Ohio. My father’s side of the family came from this area, and I’m eager to look at the birthplace of Dean Martin through the eyes (and stomach) of a tourist.
Follow both of us on twitter for the details of our trips, and I promise – yes, promise - that we’ll have great stories to tell here next week.
Tags: Ohio, road trip, San Francisco, Steubenville
