#food

When I was in High School I attended a vocational school where we learned a trade, I picked Culinary Arts. I had so much fun learning how to cook and being creative. I took to baking especially and soon began competing in baking competitions. I won several awards for my chocolate works and sugar sculptures. But after four years of studying, I had lost the passion for making it my profession and started looking elsewhere. I knew I loved cooking, but I did not want to cook for a restaurant just for family and friends.

Today when I get stuck on a story and cant figure where to go next, I go to the kitchen. I search out the refrigerator for what I can make for my family. I swear they will be 10000 pounds with all the cookies
I bake, but food to me is a large part of my life and use it as a way to destress.
These days I'm not making giant sculptures, and cakes, but instead making family meals like in the photo above. That is Venus De Milo soup, a restaurant I grew up going to for special occasions, so whenever I am missing New England, I make a batch! Food has a strong pull toward a past where the scents and tastes of years pass come out from the food. I remember spending time making pasta with my mother, and today my son and I still make pasta every Christmas Eve.
From cookies to pasta, to my favorite pork chops, food finds a way into every story I tell, which makes sense, since cooking is my go to trick to get out of the blues. So do a little baking or make a s'more, go back in time and relive times past.
Want to make some Venus De Milo soup? check out this recipe: Venus De Milo