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One full day in Lima in 2015, two restaurants, fifty-two courses — reconstructed a decade later from the photographs I happened to take.

Three nights at the Fairmont Banff Springs, three restaurants, and not once leaving the building: a French brasserie, an Italian room, and an Alberta steakhouse.

Afternoon tea at half past eleven in the morning, in a bar that used to be a hotel lobby — and what the stand is actually for.

A French bar in Calgary's Chinatown, two seats at the kitchen counter, and the best way I know to find out what a room actually orders.

The room reads as an English pub and the menu is French, which turns out not to be a contradiction but the definition of a New York tavern.

Ninety-one years in, the Pacific Northwest's oldest Chinese restaurant still sets the table for diners who've never picked up chopsticks.

Dinner before a Mamamoo concert turns into an argument for what Vancouver still doesn't have: an upscale-casual Filipino restaurant, full stop — not a pop-up, not a special occasion, just somewhere this good on an ordinary Tuesday.

A last-day lunch with old friends turns into a Bib Gourmand tour of India's regions — Chettinad, Karwar, Kashmir, Nagaland, and Goa, one small plate at a time.