when people ask me where i’m from i usually give them the ‘look’. you know the one. it translates as: ‘you just asked a question that doesn’t really have an answer, so brace yourself’. i also give that look when people ask me what i do for work. and why dev always rocks a headband. ha.
anyway. i spent MOST of my life in a little place called new zealand. you may be familiar with this little patch of earth thanks to the lord of the rings, or because of all the sheep. and even though nz is proud of both its connection to peter jackson and lamb chops, this country is by far one of the most beautiful places in the world.
and in case you need convincing, here are some stunning photographs by andrew smith that pretty much make the case for me.
while i’m on my nz-kick, there is a new zealand sharp cheddar cheese sold at trader joes (for all you americanites) that is SO delicious. i’m sure it has everything to do with the fact that nz cows eat grass. not weird corn cereal. anyway, dev and i have it every morning for breakfast. sliced thinly on crackers with avocado and irish butter. it’s perfection.