Monti Carlo

3 weeks ago | kutv.com | Monti Carlo

You think you know a place until you taste it. That’s the thing about food—it refuses to lie. It’s memory, migration, defiance, survival. And sometimes? It’s a croissant cinnamon roll the size of a fist that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about Reno, Nevada. In the first two episodes of Let's Eat, I devoured Charleston’s polished charm and San Antonio's spice and swagger. But here, in the shadow of the Sierra foothills, Reno caught me off guard.

3 weeks ago | wcyb.com | Monti Carlo

You think you know a place until you taste it. That’s the thing about food—it refuses to lie. It’s memory, migration, defiance, survival. And sometimes? It’s a croissant cinnamon roll the size of a fist that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about Reno, Nevada. In the first two episodes of Let's Eat, I devoured Charleston’s polished charm and San Antonio's spice and swagger. But here, in the shadow of the Sierra foothills, Reno caught me off guard.

3 weeks ago | wach.com | Monti Carlo

Let's Eat: Reno!You think you know a place until you taste it. That’s the thing about food—it refuses to lie. It’s memory, migration, defiance, survival. And sometimes? It’s a croissant cinnamon roll the size of a fist that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about Reno, Nevada. In the first two episodes of Let's Eat, I devoured Charleston’s polished charm and San Antonio's spice and swagger. But here, in the shadow of the Sierra foothills, Reno caught me off guard.

3 weeks ago | idahonews.com | Monti Carlo

You think you know a place until you taste it. That’s the thing about food—it refuses to lie. It’s memory, migration, defiance, survival. And sometimes? It’s a croissant cinnamon roll the size of a fist that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about Reno, Nevada. In the first two episodes of Let's Eat, I devoured Charleston’s polished charm and San Antonio's spice and swagger. But here, in the shadow of the Sierra foothills, Reno caught me off guard.

3 weeks ago | cbs4local.com | Monti Carlo

You think you know a place until you taste it. That’s the thing about food—it refuses to lie. It’s memory, migration, defiance, survival. And sometimes? It’s a croissant cinnamon roll the size of a fist that makes you reconsider everything you thought you knew about Reno, Nevada. In the first two episodes of Let's Eat, I devoured Charleston’s polished charm and San Antonio's spice and swagger. But here, in the shadow of the Sierra foothills, Reno caught me off guard.