by Ben McCarthy
The first time I saw Anthony Bourdain on a screen, I was 30,000 feet in the air, my plane about to descend into Bangkok’s Suvarnabhumi Airport. Bourdain was in Baja, Mexico, eating and marveling at the region’s incredibly diverse food culture. Yet what struck me most about Bourdain, who died earlier this month, was not what he was eating or where he was eating it but his ability to render the places he visited in such honest and empathetic detail.
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