Before even lifting my spoon, the briny steam filled my nostrils with the most exotic of expectations. The moment the broth slipped over my lips, I could have been in the back streets of Thailand. The drama really unfolded with… Read more
photo journal observing an ordinary life in a beautiful world
Before even lifting my spoon, the briny steam filled my nostrils with the most exotic of expectations. The moment the broth slipped over my lips, I could have been in the back streets of Thailand. The drama really unfolded with… Read more