That Fearless Silver-Haired Food Champion

Most of you know me.  Perhaps some of you don’t.  Whether or not you know me, I’m going to introduce myself.  Hi, I’m Zev – high school student, Capitals fan, and, most importantly, food lover.  My ideal occupation would be something concerning food and writing.  Therefore, I am starting this blog in an attempt to kick-start my career.  You can expect my posts to be random, infrequent, and disorganized.  But I don’t care what you think because this blog is really for me.

I would like to dedicate it to someone who guided me through adventures in eating despite the fact that I never even met him.  I would like to dedicate this blog to the memory and legacy of Anthony Bourdain.

As you obviously are aware, a few weeks ago,  Anthony Bourdain was found dead in a French hotel room.  His death sent shock waves all over the world drawing reactions from Barack Obama to Gordon Ramsey.  His death also deeply saddened me because I looked up to him and thought he had so much life left.

When I watched No Reservations, I envied this man because his life seemed amazing – I mean a job where you get to travel around the world while eating and drinking everything in sight.  Who wouldn’t want that?  Well, apparently, he didn’t.  This confuses me but I guess what we saw on the TV was not a reflection of what was going on inside.

Regardless, Anthony Bourdain inspired me to pursue a similar path.  When I backpacked around the world instead of going to 8th grade last year, I went to many of the restaurants and food stalls that he visited.  I tried to walk in his footsteps.  He was truly special.  There will never be another like him.

I would like to dedicate this blog to his memory and legacy.  Hopefully I will do him justice.

Anthony Bourdain: 1956-2018