Thinking of Boston
My heart goes out to all the runners and spectators of the Boston Marathon.
Tag: memory
One Year Ago
I got a good chuckle today going through the blogs posts from a year ago. I wanted to see what I was writing just before my first big race. Hope you enjoy… “As I was running with my friend Mandy one day, she told me …
This Moment
{this moment} – A Friday ritual. A single photo – no words – capturing a moment from the week. A simple, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor and remember.
Golumpki and thinking of Bopchi
The easiest way to make Golumpki is by memory with your Bopchi close to your heart. My grandmother used to make these for me as a kid. This afternoon I took some time to construct the recipe from a memory of my childhood taste, warm …
Foodie at 8
I knew I was a foodie by the age of 8. I discovered it trick or treating one Halloween. The lady who lived down the street made caramel popcorn balls, and cat hair aside, they were delicious. The kids wanted to skip her house, just …
Old Notebooks
As I look back through my old culinary pocket notebooks I am amazed. As a young student I was ferociously scribbling down every word said to me by a Chef. Now I look at these books as I am working on a project that is very dear to my heart and I can’t believe my eyes. Things these Chefs told me nearly ten years ago, right as rain. Books they told me to read that I have just discovered in the last year or so, tearing through chapters at bedtime. I haven’t not read these notes much after leaving school, maybe flipping through now and again to find a recipe I once made. Their words are facts. These Chefs told me things long ago that since then I have figured out on my own. I was too young for their words when they were given to me and now I have figured them all out on my own. Wouldn’t I have saved myself so much time had I reread these notebooks 5 years ago? I think not. I am glad I gained the experience and came to the same conclusion on my own. Thank you Chefs, you know who you are.