Worshipping at Montreal's Nose-to-Tail Temple
At Au Pied de Cochon, chefs down drinks, pig jowls are fried, and there's enough foie to kill Anthony Bourdain. Slide Show
At Au Pied de Cochon, chefs down drinks, pig jowls are fried, and there's enough foie to kill Anthony Bourdain. Slide Show
After a few invigorating days in Vancouver, we're now in Seattle, and ready to eat. But we need your help on deciding where to go.
The author didn't expect to eat well in Indianapolis. After all, it's a city known for car racing, not carpaccio.
Some 8,000 miles later, and we have finally reached the Pacific. We have a few days in Vancouver, which I fear isn't enough, but it's at least something.
After an unplanned detour, the author declares the city a must-visit for any serious lover of ice cream.
It has been quiet on our food tour as of late, and apologies for that. We are taking some time to enjoy the Rockies and rough it a bit in the great outdoors. This means very little (if any) Internet access through the end of August, so posting will be light. But we still need your help on finding the country's culinary best along the way.
Photo by Terrence Henry
One month into his food tour, the author samples Kansas City's legendary burnt ends, ribs, and pulled pork.
Since it's impossible to come up with an answer on who makes Colorado's best beer, perhaps with your help we can decide which brewery is a must-visit.
Coming up, a day in Kansas City, before a long push west. The question before us is a dilemma I'm grateful for: Which legendary barbecue joint do we visit?
The next stop on our American Food Tour is St. Louis, home to puzzling pizza, cool custard, and the king of (evil) beers, Anheuser-Busch. And with your help, I'm sure we'll find some good things to eat and drink under the arch this week.
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