A beginning

Raised strict Meat-atarian, but taught not to be afraid of a few rogue vegetables that stray my way, I come from a family of good solid foodies, all of which operate on ye olde snooze you lose policy when it comes to eating; meals are open warfare, and not even the tasty morsels on your own plate are safe from poaching. There is no Switzerland. If the food is good, and it always is, its anyones game.

Encouraged to be adventurous, and give it all a fair trial, I have eaten my fair share of random and ‘mystery’ meats and foods in my time. Some I wouldn’t recommend, but others have been a pleasant surprise.  Peruvian guinea pig good, picked Portuguese snails….maybe an acquired taste….for someone else who is not me, but hey you live and learn.

Four months travelling around South America is the PERFECT opportunity to do a spot more culinary exploring, and writing about it means I have no choice but to go out of my way to find some tasty treats…and lets be honest…some not so tasty, but worthwhile experiences none the less (as long as there is a flushing toilet in the vicinity). Win win I say.