Next Stop: Ireland
What noshing on seaweed taught me about a possible future. Plus, a travel tip!
Seaweed. On one hand, I love the smell. It’s a smell that puts me on the western shores of Ireland, surrounded by gently crashing waves as I traipse behind Prannie Rhatigan (of Irish Seaweed Kitchen fame) who's in a full wetsuit, giddily grabbing bits of seaweed to eat straight from the ocean.
On the other hand, i…
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