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Where It Began....


My earliest memories are of food and my family … my great-grandmother in the kitchen on Sunday mornings frying meatballs, the Pizzelles that she, and now my grandmother and aunts, make every Christmas. The list goes on. I am lucky to have been born to a line of home cooks who take their cooking seriously, and consequently, I take food seriously. I love it… eating it, cooking it, talking about it, learning about it. One of my biggest influences is my grandmother, seen here preparing my “last supper” before I left for AmeriCorps NCCC - Filet Mignon, mash potatoes, and asparagus.

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