Every since I saw the shocked look on Mr Gold’s face as I sat on the purple velvet sofa at Joël Robuchon at the MGM Grand and confessed I had never eaten at a super refined palace of fine dining I’ve been thinking about why. Why had I avoided the uber refined dining experience for so long?
I visited Havana in September with my Cuban-American boyfriend to meet some of his family who had remained in the country. While I was there, I eagerly sought out some of the culinary highlights of the city.
Coppelia, named after the Italian ballet, is one of Havana’s oldest and most famous eateries. It’s a state-run ice cream parlor, that as the story goes- was born out of Fidel Castro’s love of dairy.
This week’s Good Food show is the result of a whirlwind two-day trip to Baja. In less than 48 hours we shopped the local market, ate birria and tasted craft beer in Tijuana, drove to Ensenada where we ate uni tostadas and pickled pigs feet on oysters, continued inland to the Valle de Guadalupe for wine tasting, architecture site-seeing and even stopped for apple pie…