The Art and Craft of Food
Food is intoxicating, isn’t it? I don’t mean the random stuff we mindlessly scarf down as we rush through life. I mean the good stuff. I mean the meal you sit down and enjoy with loved ones. The dish that has been perfectly crafted. The one prepared with simple fresh ingredients by someone who loves to cook, whether professional or not. Some of my favorite memories were created by food. Walking into my grandparents house on Christmas morning while she busily rushed around the kitchen simmering, stirring and baking. Sitting in my great grandmother’s kitchen while she crafted the Greek baked goods of her homeland with more mastery than any master baker could reproduce. But the memories that I hold most dear are ones with my dad, now deceased. He was truly a gourmet. Had he been so inclined he could have been a world class chef at a fine restaurant. But he always said he’d never want that. For him, cooking was his creative outlet. I loved sitting at the counter in his kit...