gratitude.
it’s a pretty beautiful and mild day in upstate, and i was inspired after leaving an old friend this morning to make one of my favorite around-the-clock treats.
granola. world’s most perfect food.
recipe for a cold, cold day
Back in upstate New York where we are routinely seeing highs in the low 20s, I find myself gravitating much more towards hot stews, soups, and creamy vegetable dishes than I ever did in California. I have always been a fan of seasonal cooking, but I believe that living in a place that sees such distinctive differences in temperatures throughout the year, my body naturally craves the foods that will keep the chill off my bones.
homecoming.
It is with mixed emotions that I announce my homecoming to Rochester, New York. What might appear as a sudden move has been a long time coming, as I transition my business back to the place it all began in upstate New York. California is a beautiful, thrilling state to live in, but at the end of the day, it’s the family and friends who make a life filled with love and warmth.
The Bay Area gave birth to Chef k2, and I will forever be grateful for the chefs who taught me, the employers who took a chance on me, and the clients who made me grow. I enjoyed every single opportunity that came my way, and I will forever leave a part of my heart in San Francisco.
Unexpected pleasure.
I am officially one month into my experiment in gardening- taking a page out of the book my mother writes. I could never understand her delight in digging in the dirt; I only know that some of our best talks occurred while we aimlessly wandered the yard, picking weeds and watering in the summer dusk. I never held an interest until this summer when I planted my tomatoes and now am finding so much joy in a place I was not aware of.
The greatest gift of the garden is the restoration of the five senses. ~Hanna Rione
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Nobody is dead yet.
Good news. I have not killed any tomato plants yet. In fact, I have expanded my family. More basil, more cilantro, thyme, chives and another tomato plant. And a big tomato plant that I have nicknamed “Fighting Chance”. I figured for my first time out, it didn’t hurt to take out an insurance policy.
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