Caroline Klocksiem has been consumed by shrimp, grits, and biscuits in her home state of South Carolina, Atlanta’s Krispy Kreme donut milkshake, Seattle’s Thanksgiving pumpkin cheesecake, cannolis from Ferrara’s in NYC, lobster rolls from the Williamsburg Snack Shack, eggplant parm at this little place in Boston’s North End that’s now closed, fresh tomatoes in Venice, gnocchi with walnut cream sauce in Florence, farm fresh Slovenian eggs, avocados and blue potatoes from the Guadalupe Market in Arizona, seafood stew on her honeymoon in Cancun, and her husband’s mint juleps in steamy Alabama, where she lives now.
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