The snow is blowing sideways. Icy little pellets that would sting your face if you were to venture out into it. The roads are eerily quiet with only the odd foolhardy cab attempting to get around in the weather. My street hasn’t seen a plow yet and likely won’t for hours. I’m cozy in my house wearing fleecy pjs that make me feel like a giant teddy bear. I have a beer on the go that will help add to the warm feeling. But I’m missing one thing. Storm chips.
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Ah, Santorini. Honeymooners paradise. Cruisers playground. Jewel in the crown of the Cyclades. Land of fiery sunsets, white-washed cubic buildings, and blue domed churches. It seems like a paradise, no? Well, I just got back from my first visit to Greece and there were a few things that surprised me that I want to share with you.
I sat at the kitchen table, staring at a small paper bag, filled with dried purple seaweed. This time I would try it. The briny smell of the ocean floor wafted from the bag. You could smell it from six feet away, easy. But it was time. No more excuses. At the age of 39, it was high time that I tried dulse for the first time.