Why I’m Hooked on the Nutrition Culture

Growing up in Mexico, I wasn’t conscious of the food my family would put on the table. I only knew I had to make sure to finish my plate, which, at that time my family had the Mexican staple diet revolving around corn, meat, rice, and lots of soups. It wasn’t until I moved to Boston for school that my nutrition was entirely up to me.

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My Gastronomic Romance in London and Paris

Britain, land of the Fish and Chips…my study abroad in London started with some prejudices of the lovely Brits, their bland food. I have to agree and disagree. London’s famous Fish and Chips tasted like NOTHING at all. Not even the vinegar that it comes with it added any flavor at all. The fish actually tasted like fried batter with barely any fish meat.

But I didn’t settle with the bad reputation of Britain’s food. As my laziness for cooking progressed during my two-month stay in the beautiful city, my palate persisted on trying new local restaurant foods, and my wallet proceeded to empty accordingly.

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