Hi, I'm the one who missed the flight for a bowl of noodles.

The Roaming Plate started as a notebook. Scribbled recipes, restaurant addresses, market names, and the occasional sketch of a dish I couldn't stop thinking about. After a decade of travel and more meals than I can count, the notebook became a blog.

I believe that food is the fastest way into a culture. Before you understand the language, the history, or the politics, you can sit down at a table and understand something true about a place. A bowl of pho in Hanoi, a plate of injera in Addis Ababa, a taco from a cart in Mexico City — these are not just meals. They are introductions.

I've eaten in 40+ countries, taken more overnight trains than I care to admit, and once spent three days in a small Sicilian town because the arancini were too good to leave. No regrets.