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...30pm: Outside Nikola Tesla Airport, cab drivers approach us in quick succession after I arrive with my boyfriend and his sister for a three-day trip to visit his friend from college. We've been warned to be wary of unmetered 'gypsy' cabs run by drivers eager to overcharge clueless tourists. My boyfriend tries to reason with one, insisting that his friend, a Belgrade native, assured us that a cab would cost no more than 1,500 dinars— nothing close to the 2,500 the cabbie has quoted. The driver retorts, "Well, why doesn't your friend pick...

Author: By Lena Chen | Title: 24 Hours in Belgrade | 8/11/2009 | See Source »

...57am: Someone informs them in Serbian that we are absolutely not going with them. My boyfriend's sister and I determine through drunken logic that they must be either cult members or swingers...

Author: By Lena Chen | Title: 24 Hours in Belgrade | 8/11/2009 | See Source »

OSNABRÜCK, Germany — I started cooking last year after I moved off-campus to live with my boyfriend, who has an actual kitchen and uses it to make exactly three varieties of salad. When I decided that it was time for us to incorporate heat into our kitchen regimen, my mother saw it as a long-awaited opportunity to instruct me in Chinese cooking...

Author: By Lena Chen | Title: Eating In | 8/10/2009 | See Source »

...herbs and berries prepared by my mother (and still sitting in my cabinet to this day). Shamefully, despite mastering made-from-scratch pasta sauce and somewhat authentic baklava, I had yet to prepare a proper Chinese meal when I left Boston this summer to spend a month at my boyfriend's home in Germany...

Author: By Lena Chen | Title: Eating In | 8/10/2009 | See Source »

...inaccurately named water chestnut (actually a kind of Chinese vegetable)—were not typical grocery-store fare. I did unexpectedly locate sesame oil in a kitchen cabinet, along with canola honey and expired soy sauce, but the rest of the ingredients had to be acquired elsewhere. My boyfriend, who claimed that an Asian market "definitely existed" in town, was less than helpful when asked for specifics, such as the physical address of said market. So instead, I scurried around the canned food section of an extremely sanitized store (already a bad sign for authenticity) and came away with...

Author: By Lena Chen | Title: Eating In | 8/10/2009 | See Source »

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