Channeling Our Energy

Alas, as I’ve said to many of you in response to your generous comments on previous posts, I’ve been the worst possible blogger/writer/storyteller this past week. My goal—our goal, actually, because The One wants to try his hand at writing—was to keep you in the loop literally each day. We wanted to regale you in the evening with tales—comic as well as tragic—from our day spent tromping through London. And, more importantly, we wanted to fold your copious ideas and suggestions into our travels and posts. (By the way, thanks for the restaurant reccos and the directives to visit St. John’s and have tea at Fortnum & Mason. And Kate Jackson, I will forever be your love slave for recommending Dinner by Heston Blumenthal.)

But we failed you. The city and its offerings got the better of us. Damn you, London (shakes fist at ye heavens)! We’re now somewhere off the coast of France headed for Vigo, San Sebastian, and Bilbao, Spain; Porto, Portugal; and, finally, Bordeaux and Mont St. Michel, France, after setting sail on the Constellation, the flagship of Celebrity Cruises. (Wait. Does one “set sail” on a cruise ship?) We’re on a wine immersion voyage—not a booze cruise, mind you. This is too classy, too civilized for that—although The One didn’t hesitate to buy the five-bottle wine package despite the fact that we were already booked for four wine-and-food-pairing dinners. So our “we-interrupt-this-vacation-for-this-urgent-message-from-David-and-The One” posts from our London bureau will have to come in fits and starts as we wedge them in between our other assuredly late posts about the rest of our trip.

Bottom line: We beg your eternal lenience. In the meantime, enjoy this (rather shaky) picture I took from our veranda as we entered the English Channel at 8:00 p.m. last night. Think of it as the first of many postcards from our ledge, er, edge.

The word "David" written in script.



About David Leite

I count myself lucky to have received three James Beard Awards for my writing as well as for Leite’s Culinaria. My work has also appeared in The New York Times, Martha Stewart Living, Saveur, Bon Appétit, Gourmet, Food & Wine, Yankee, Los Angeles Times, Chicago Tribune, The Washington Post, and more.


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  1. As long as you bring back recipes from San Sebastian and Bilbao we’ll forgive you. My favorite food in the world!

    1. Silka, I don’t have any in my pocket, but I’m looking into getting some form both places on the site.

  2. I have so been out of the loop. We fell in love with San Sebastien and Bilbao and I would have had a couple of fabulous eating addresses to give you for San Seb but, alas, I missed it completely. I am so jealous of your whole trip – I want to go on a cruise (and did you see any celebrities?) and the cities you visted are magnificent. But we forgive you for not blogging. Who would waste a second of the pleasures of that trip to spend typing up a blog post? Live the experience and take the memories back home. And I look forward to discovering The One’s writing!

    1. It was a great trip. The only celebrity on the trip was the ship–a Celebrity Cruise. And, yes, the ports were amazing. We saw so many places that we wouldn’t have gotten to in only 12 days. And best of all, we unpacked and pack once, even though we went to eight different cities.

      San Sebastián was one of my favorites. I remember driving over the Puente de Zirriola thirty years ago, with the ocean crashing in and making a mental note to return. It took three decades, but I did it. And the best thing is The One finally saw it. I think he was tired of my rather dramatic descriptions of the bridge.