Wherever we go, food is a large part of the culture. Sometimes it’s confusing—the traditional Icelandic hotdog with remoulade and “hot dog sauce”—and other times it’s straightforward and universal. It’s taking me a while to get used to the Thai peppers, and I’m still challenging myself with increasingly exotic ingredients, but when it comes to putting food on a metal grid over flame, I have family all around the world.
This young guy was brushing sauce over kebabs and I had to have one. Being that I’d also had a whiskey shake at another stand, I was feeling chummy and tried to explain how grilling is one of my pastimes. Whether or not he could comprehend me, he was amenable to posing for a photo.