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Gateau Breton - Brittany France

Brittany’s Buttery Cakes

Brittany bakeries

Within the first hour of being in Brittany, I sat down at a cafe and made my way through half a golden wedge of cheese, spreading it on a sliced baguette and marveling at its subtle flavor. It was slightly tangy, faintly sweet and laced with crunchy flecks of coarse sea salt. Totally addictive stuff. A full ten minutes passed before I realized that this magical cheese was not cheese at all, and that I’d been eating cultured, hand-churned butter by the mouthful.

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Saint-Émilion Peaches

Will Pedal for Pêches de Vignes

pêche de la vigne

It goes without saying that Saint-Émilion is known for its wine. Some of the top labels in the world come from here and, if I’m honest, I really don’t care. I mean, I love wine. A lot. But I’ve been on few vineyard tours in my day and, when you’ve been to one, you’ve been to them all (when it comes to the big names anyway). The fact that I know how to say malolactic fermentation in several languages proves the overuse of horrifically lengthy informational videos in these places. Which is why, instead of being forced to ride in wooden barrels through a tunnel of dioramas using mannequins to depict the wine making process (I wish I was kidding), I go to itty bitty family operations instead.

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canelés - Saint Émilion

Saint Émilion and Two Unmissable Desserts

Saint Émilion dessert

I just returned home from a veritable odyssey through France while working on a personal project. I’ll elaborate on that a bit more at a later date, but the long and short of it is that I was hunting down traditional desserts. I had a long list of cities to sprint through and I initially thought of skipping Saint Émilion because I have an aversion to any place with a dedicated tour bus parking lot. In the end, I decided to stop through simply because this little ancient village is the origin of the canelé, my favorite dessert of all time. Of course, as with every place I visit, I found even more to love. Read more

Cap Ferret is not Cap Ferrat

Cap Ferret

I’ve encountered many jellyfish in my day, but this is by far the biggest. Fortunately, neither he nor I were in the water when we met so I can’t be certain of his ferocity.* I can, however, tell you that he was not alone. Several of his brethren beached themselves along the coast of Cap Ferret last week, which means that the water is probably teaming with an army of them planning their creepy, gelatinous revenge on casual bathers. I hope this fact terrifies you and encourages you to never, ever come here. Read more

A Taste of Washington Summer

Washington hiking

Earlier this month I went to my hometown of Anacortes, Washington for the wedding of a dear old friend. The event itself was an absolute fairytale with the bride and groom having made everything themselves from the beer and cider right down to the rings and her dress. It was a treat to see such an amazing couple join their lives, to catch up with good friends and to finally pass through the San Juan’s in the height of summer. Read more