This is a terrible picture of me, but look at those handsome boys! The only one missing is the one behind the camera.
I am not a foodie. Or a farmer. Or a writer. Or a nutritionist.
I studied math and language at a liberal arts college. No real life direction there. I did go to grad school, but never finished. Life circumstances.
I am a mom. My biggest aspiration in life is to mold and shape three boys into intelligent, caring men who will positively affect the world in some way.
I am a student of life. I learn everything I can about anything put on my plate – nearly obsessively. It is both a blessing and a curse.
I am a perfectionist – in very nearly everything. I also am a multi-tasker. This means that I do not spend a lot of time on “leisure” activities. And I never have nothing to do. (Because there are always dishes to be done. Always.) Also a blessing and a curse.
I am a decent cook. I grew up in a house where we ate dinner together every night. Without fail. And had Sunday dinner. Every week. Without fail. I am fortunate to have a mother who lived to cook and loved it; she gave me a wonderful foundation on which to build great culinary talents. (Thanks, Mom.)
I consider it a blessing to have found my way into this real food life. I have learned so many things over the years and I hope to use this blog to educate all of you fine people. Hopefully, my lessons will become your lessons so that together we can inspire a change in the food culture of our society and ultimately, our world. Because none of us chose this and we shouldn’t have to accept it simply because someone else did.
And I don’t really like birthday hats.