Happy Mother’s Day to my inspiration, my teacher, and the woman that raised me to love great food. My 6 year old self was mad at her for the barbed wire she put around Goldfish and Sunny D … but all these years later I thank her endlessly for my appreciation of flavors both simple and complex. Every night she spent over the stove is a memory at the kitchen table with my family… that is certainly not something I take for granted.
She spends many of her days as a sous chef in kitchen in New Jersey and I admire her for that and all of the creative dishes she continues to introduce me to. Is it a coincidence that I now spend most of my days in a kitchen so that I too can feed the world? I think not. It is a understatement to say thank you for her influence on me, because each day I get to do what I love, and there is nothing more rewarding than that.