my earliest food memory.

  grandma used to make killer french toast for me as a child. even into my late teens whenever we would go to grandmas she'd always have french toast waiting for me. i remember that smell filling her home. greenbean casserole, sheppard's pie and of course clam cakes were staples of my childhood.

  i decided to be a chef because i secretly loved food in a way i can't explain. my mother brings up that i was a picky eater as a child, i wouldnt eat anything i wasn't already familiar with.
  in the recent i eat whatever i see because i want to know, i want to taste, and i secretly want to hate that particular item.
for a long time i hated the imagery of veganism/vegetarianism. i thought it was a cop-out to eating real food. i disagree with that now. i think tofu can be good if done correctly, strict veg items can be more of a challenge than slopping some meat starch and veg on a plate. it makes you have to think about presentation, flavor and is this more than just some veg lumped together on a plate bc i am lazy and don't want to think.


 by the way ...grandma you are responsible for me being a chef.