I realized this holiday that apparently my secret shameful food snobbery was out when friends and relatives gave me some Himalayan pink salt, Nepali Birae Noon (black salt from India) and a jar containing two especially evil looking truffles, imported from France. Sure, I am a culinary tourist and plan my vacations around dinner reservations [...]
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