To Parts Unknown

The world seems so much emptier without Anthony Bourdain and his crazy adventures.  We grew to love his exploits, and looked forward to every new episode.  He had a refreshing rebel take on life, the universe, and everything.  I guess we’ll just have to drink heavily in his absence, to “no reservations”.

My son, who originally turned me on to Anthony, along with many other inspiring people and ideas, got to spend another workday and erev with us, so we could all commiserate over (and drink to) our mutual loss.  I made one of my infamous Indian meals.  It was fun being able to share another first together, however sad.

Here are some memorial flowers.  Note the poppies, one of my favorites.

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