About two weeks ago, I received an e-mail from the Whistler Tourism group, asking me if I’d like to come up and cover their food festival, an event they call Cornucopia. They’d get my way into some events, others I would have to pay for myself.
I accepted their invite even before I finished reading their original missive.
The reason? I unabashedly love Whistler, and will accept any reason to drop everything and head into the mountains of western British Columbia. Hell, the drive between Vancouver and the ski resort is reason enough to get up there, what with the major highway hugging the mountains that border the great expanse of the Pacific Ocean that is the Strait of Georgia. It is one of the many, many treasures of Canada. Hopefully the grandeur of this area will be apparent with the Winter Olympics of 2010.
But I digress.
Over the next few days, I will be posting from Whistler, hopefully providing the rest of you some insight into what goes on at a food event where the main events can cost participants as much as $150. There will be much eating, much drinking of wine (and sake, but more on that later). And if I play my cards correctly, I should be able to gain some insight into one of the food worlds in which I am quite unfamiliar.