We took a detour south to Fez, Morocco this week to spend some time with our friends Marcus, Amy and their three-year-old son Luca. We’re staying in the Medina, the old section of this thousand-year-old city in a riad,...

How awesome is that? Every grocery store in Sevile, from tiny to super, sells gazpacho like it was orange juice. Little tiendas have a house made blend and the big markets have several mass produced brands. And from my...

To all those who believe that gluten sensitivity is some made up thing, mentally pairing it with anti-vaxxers and the Food Babe, to you I say blblblblbblbllb! A week ago, we made our way down to the Time Out Market, a...

We took a day trip to Sintra. It’s recommended as a two-day excursion, there’s so much to see, but beautiful buildings hold only so much allure for us (especially with Zev in tow). So we opted for two sites...

Night Train to Lisbon! Such fun to have our own cabin with fold-down beds. We got to watch the Basque countryside slide by, sprinkled with glimpses of farms and valleys, terracotta towns and huffing factories, snapshot of teenage girls...

We spent last week in San Sebastian on the north Atlantic coast of Spain with my brother’s family. We’d had a great time, although I’m not sure I would direct a traveller there. The architecture is wonderfully ornate, like a little...

A glorious change in the weather has arrived in the form of a cousin. On Tuesday, we woke up hours before the dawn, thumped our bags down the four flights of marble stairs to the street and cabbed our...

An old couple was selling bundles of liquorice root just off a square in Seville. You shave off the bark and chew it. It tastes, not surprisingly, like licorice. This has proved to be an excellent distraction for Zev.