I am back in Porto, my fourth glorious visit in five years: half a decade of understanding the funky wackiness of northern Portuguese food, half a decade of giving myself over entirely to the unusual aesthetic of Port wine. But, more important in many ways, it has been half a decade of watching one of the world’s greatest luxury hotels come into existence (I toured the construction site), and then into its own (I’ve now stayed three times). It is a place to which I will forever wish to return.
9/3/2012 – 9/9/2012
Computer is working! And it seems out of place in the almost painfully beautiful Douro Valley, 90 miles east of the city of Porto. Life here has the pace of 50 years ago…if not more!
8/27/2012 – 9/2/2012
I’m heading out!
My summer concludes with a dazzling European jaunt: northern Portugal, then the island of Pantelleria, just off the coast of Sicily. There will be Port, seafood and capers galore! I hope to tell you all about it soon, and I hope from the source (should I work out my internet capabilities in remote places!)