Before I left for Iran, I had lunch at a new Persian restaurant in Florence called “Tehran.” With intention, I wanted to wait until I returned from my vacation in Iran in order to see if the memory remained. If the flavors could fare well to what I would eventually devour in the capital of Tehran itself. At times, I feel perplexed with the online blogging world. We obsessively upload experiences without taking a moment to let the memory sink in, often off to the next food paparazzi event. While I may not post as much as I’d like to, what I do post is something that has left a memorable mark. And most of all, what I genuinely wish to share. In a way, I am finding reason in my infrequency- as a sort of quality filter you may say.Β  Continue Reading