I was working for Eiffel Tower Catering, whose owner is the originator of the following recipe, when I met Eli. It was 1999, the summer that I turned 19, and there wasn’t a thought in my mind that I would meet my future husband. Catering was the perfect job for me. Unless we catered a … Continue reading
When I was 17 years old and in my first year of college (a failed attempt…but that’s another story) I nannied for a good friend, watching her two adolescent boys after school until their parents came home. Her boys, who are now grown men (and wonderful ones, to boot), were, at the time, about the … Continue reading
Gastromomica 