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No Reservations: Sri Lanka

By No Reservations Crew on March 2, 2009 1:17 PM | Permalink | 34 Comments

By Skiz Fernando, cultural attaché

1. INTERIOR MOHAMMED'S EATERY,  COLOMBO, SRI LANKA - DAY

One of the many eating houses in the Pettah, Colombo's main marketplace,  provides the backdrop for mine and Tony's first Sri Lankan meal, a hearty breakfast of String Hoppers (steamed rice noodles); paripoo, or red lentils stewed in coconut milk; pol sambol, a spicy condiment of fresh shredded coconut laced with lime juice, salt and chili powder; chili fish curry, potato curry and sour fish curry. We have just slogged our way through the crowded and chaotic central fish market around the corner, and I, having prudently bypassed the lavish breakfast buffet at the stately Galle Face Hotel, our home away from home this week, have worked up a healthy appetite that neither the oppressive heat nor the condensed-milk tea we're sipping can kill. 

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A Self-Evident Truth

By No Reservations Crew on January 18, 2009 12:34 PM | Permalink | 26 Comments

By Jared Andrukanis, Segment Producer

I have been to DC before, but never like this. 

In the past, I have spent countless hours wandering the National Mall, hitting up the Smithsonian Institute's cadre of museums, taking in precious moments at the Reflecting Pool (why do Forest and Jenny always come to mind?) sandwiched between the Lincoln and Washington Memorials, gazing at the sheer sobering geometrics of Arlington National Cemetery, and so much more to list.

My previous trips seemed to happen in the fall or winter, and adding to the visual effect of all those bright white tomes to our country's past was a brisk or downright frigid breeze.  This has cemented that whole "George Washington crossing the frozen Delaware River" image burned into my brain during all those valuable middle school history classes.

**In reference to the above comment (and in defense of the prowess of my middle school teachers) I know that George's crossing of the Delaware occurred during the Revolutionary War, which was before DC was even founded, but still that painting sums up the whole place for me for some reason.  Maybe it's just me. **

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The Grill of My Dreams

By No Reservations Crew on August 30, 2008 3:03 PM | Permalink | 20 Comments

By Adam Lupsha, Visual Effects Editor

When I adapt Tony's life into a screenplay it will be titled: "If You Are What You Eat, I'm Mostly Testicles, The Tony Bourdain Chronicles." I can't decide if the lead should be Johnny Depp or God (as played by Liam Neeson). I love my job, AND there's Tony Bourdain!

It's Thursday morning and as usual I'm eating my bacon, egg and cheese sandwich from the grub cart just above the subway (rubbery bacon: curiously decadent). As I sit at my desk, working on another whiz-bang special effect (like Tony eating a hotdog Matrix style), Tony comes in to talk about Washington D.C. and Labor Day. I think. It was either the show he was talking about or egg sandwiches. I was really enjoying that sandwich.

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To: Tony, Re: Your Recent Blog Post About Caving in Jamaica

By No Reservations Crew on January 29, 2008 12:16 PM | Permalink | 28 Comments

By Diane Schutz, Producer

Tony: I love you like a brother ... but after hearing you talk about the difficulty of our caving adventure in Jamaica, I needed to chime in here! I'm convinced you've become, as your British pals might say, a big girl's blouse.

You wrote that this was "the hardest, most physically demanding, insanely foolhardy and irresponsible venture ever on NO RESERVATIONS". Really? I know your memory is somewhat selective, but can I remind you of such shoots as Malaysia, where we hauled ass through the jungles of Sarawak for 6 hours, trying to keep up with our 80-something-year-old, amazingly fit Iban guide? Or New Zealand, where we huffed and puffed up 45-degree-angle hills to hunt a 400-pound wild boar ... an angry boar that could have turned on any of us at a given moment, carving us into carpaccio?

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