“If we eat the food of the place, then we become the place,” says Max Jones.
Max is standing on a sandy beach in deep West Cork, explaining to the bunch of random food lovers arrayed around him how they are going to become West Cork, incarnate.
What Max preaches is transubstantiation for foodies, the art of becoming the bread and wine of the zone…
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