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A food, travel and photography blog by photographer Taylor Young.
Tags: food, passport foodie, photography, taylor young photography, travel, wine
Author: Taylor Young |
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The Spotted Pig: New York's GastropubDec 7, 2009
I love the holidays in the U.S. It seems like we all come together a bit more and can tolerate one another more than usual and are more considerate of each other. Well, some of us. Not the lovely young woman that let the wind take her shopping cart...
Bouchon: Where Thomas Keller Eats After The French LaundryNov 16, 2009
Please excuse my long absence. I have been extremely selfish. You see, my French Laundry post was so perfect, not in writing, or photos, but the subject, that is has been hard to compose further entries. Luckily, Thomas Keller has more than one...
The French Laundry: Xanadu For FoodiesOct 23, 2009
As I sit here thinking about all the various ways I can communicate the brilliance of The French Laundry, there is literally an eruption of harps, violins and piano keys creating furious and robust music in my mind. I feel like Beethoven composing his...
Amtrak Empire Builder: Amazing Train Ride, Terrible FoodOct 8, 2009
We live in a society which values time a great deal. Everything has to be on time, or it gets publicly denounced. We are all in a hurry to get absolutely nowhere. Planes are the number one form of transportation for many of us and the thought of an...
Spacca Napoli Pizzeria: Trianon, in the U.S.AOct 7, 2009
For anyone who has been to Naples and eaten at Pizzeria Trianon, you can understand why no other Pizza comes close. In the U.S. anyway. Although I haven't been to Trianon in five years I remember it like it was yesterday. The hustle and bustle of...
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