I get to travel a lot. And of course, one of the reasons why I like travelling is that I get to taste different kinds of cuisines. But I’m still wary of what I eat. I may be experimental, but I’m not suicidal. The world of food is very interesting to me but it’s not my extreme sport. I’m not a glutton either, but I do love the smell and look of food. I find happiness in a loaded buffet the same way I get giddy whenever I’m at a food’s market.
In the Metro, there are certain markets that only open during weekends. I have to wake up early and drag my friends to Salcedo Market just so I can see fresh produce and other independent shops that offer mouth-watering dishes.
My friends and I would save enough money ever the week so that we can buy items that are only being sold in these type of markets. That’s what we do when we visit Merkato. We don’t eat dinner, and when we get there we walk for a few minutes before eating. We’re sure when midnight strikes, we’re already quite satisfied.
Good food doesn’t have to be expensive for you to enjoy it. When you go to an ordinary market, chances are there are eateries there that serve fresh, hot-piping dishes. And I’m sure that they used fresh ingredients. When I’m in New York, I eat like a typical New Yorker, breakfast will be a bagel and coffee while walking towards the subway. Lunch would be Filipino food because I worked in a Filipino restaurant, but dinner is either a slice of bread and or whatever’s left over in the fridge.
If I’m in a new place, I try to go where there are a lot of people lined up. Either that place has great food, or it’s cheap, either way, that’s a good find. But kidding aside, I try to research on the place and look for its popular dishes and restaurants. I’m more interested in a country’s cuisine rather than its tourist spots.
I don’t eat or crave for food just to satisfy my hunger. Food for me is like shopping to some people. I find comfort in it. I don’t necessarily have to eat it, but it makes me happy to experience new dishes and or new tastes.