Old Seward Highway
Alaska, a place so familiar yet so new. A place I can call home. A long lost friend; a distant stranger. After university I decided to return back to Alaska to organize my… Continue reading
Alaska, a place so familiar yet so new. A place I can call home. A long lost friend; a distant stranger. After university I decided to return back to Alaska to organize my… Continue reading
Dear Antonio, You made me remember why I do what I do. By the nice simple gesture of giving me a dessert you insisted I try, reminded me that I cook for the… Continue reading
There we were in a van filled with four kids, my sister, and her boyfriend. We were on a mission to find some garlicky shrimp that would soon end our hunger and satisfy… Continue reading