Bourdain

Here's a creative guy, free flowing, imaginative, his brain not turned off, feet on the ground, able to deal with people, strangers, hungover parts of the world.

He has habits you begin to recognize, drinking a beer, a tone of voice, eyes open. A listener.

The things he eats sometimes. Monkfish, in all it's entirety and small part, prepared in Tokyo.

Classic, classicist, modern creative.

Here's a guy leading the way. A way. Not by specifics, so much, but by example. Listening, watching, maybe taking too much abuse.

Got to love him. God love him.

Kerouac did a lot by himself, like all that writing, but he had the same sort of blend of collaborative experience and personal reflection. Genetically different, of course, Kerouac, more literate, minutely, reflectively, in great extensive detail for which he is known, if you had to pin a word on it, but, maybe there is some form of similarity to a traveling chef, rambling, yet edited.

Okay, I'm having a beer. More later, maybe.