Tony traveled to Tahiti researching the life of Paul Gauguin, the great painter. Bourdain found out that the famous Post Impressionist painter was not a sympathetic character. He deserted his wife and five children. He was first in Tahiti, later returning to the Marquesas, where he is buried.
I could not help but envy Tony's trip. I dream of travels to tropical locales. I recall the gusto that Tony had eating the crabs that ate coconuts. The meal prepared by the grandmother with food from the land around her house was astounding. I was chagrined to hear Tony speak the language of his father, as he declared the meal magnifique.
Food is always better with sand between your toes, Tony always says. I heartily agree.