When I scroll through my news feed I become painfully aware that "food" is evil, or that I'm doing it “wrong”. There always seems to be a list of 10 things I'm never supposed to eat if I want a six pack, or the 15 foods I've been cutting wrong. . Did you know that if you eat.....then you'll always be....
Our culture is obsessed with food. Whether eating too much, too little, or bashing those in between. And then there is the other 95% of us that eat because it tastes good, we're hungry, we enjoy the company of good friends, and because we decided a long time ago that food was awesome. I am not a cook to make you skinny, or to make you bulk up to your testosterone enhanced dreams. I am not (intentionally) going to make you fat, or self-conscious. I'm not going to sell you on local, organic, free ranged, sugar free, loaded with high fructose corn syrup, processed, GMO full or free, gluten free or carb loaded...I'm simply here to cook. I have no hidden agenda. I love food, and these are the meals that I crave and love preparing. So if you want sugar free, fat free, dairy free, with a doze of affordable and easy all in under 10 minutes....this probably isn't for you. But if you are like me, and realize food is awesome, it brings families to tables, it imparts energy, color and stories...if you think that food is mandatory to get through the day, then this my friends is my blog for you.
I grew up in Louisville, Kentucky. I'm proud of my Kentucky heritage, I'm proud to be a Kentucky Colonel, and proud to share in the food that has filled my belly for a lifetime. My ancestors are traced all over Europe, mostly Italy, but I'm a good old fashioned melting pot American and proud of the cuisine that knows no boundaries or ingredient lists. What is great about being from Louisville, Kentucky is that I’m as far north as someone can get and still be in the “South” and as far west as someone can get and still be in the “East”. Louisville and Kentucky both have a rich history of food and restaurants, and I’m a humble cook trying to live up to this delicious roots.
On a daily basis I get to prepare food for my beautiful family. My wife (who is the amazing photographer responsible for all of these pictures) is my biggest supporter and truest friend. She loves cheese. Dang this girl puts cheese in everything, you'll see in my recipes...sorry in advance. And then my two beautiful children. My son Pierson who at age 3 already begs to "help daddy cook" and I just savor every moment I can share this gift with him. And my precious daughter Reese who...like her mom wakes up asking for cheese, and ABC’s, “ABC’s please”! These three are my world, and my daily food critics. I cook to bring them to the table, because in those moments we laugh, we tell stories and we get to live family
Here are some simple things I believe about food.
If it tastes good, eat it! Counting calories, carbs, and processed products is great some of the time, but let’s be real...you're stomach isn't going to be in the next summer blockbuster and a good pizza is...damn good!
Food should be new, colorful and creative. I hate recipes. It's true. It's why for years I have avoided writing them down, despite the requests of many family and friends. Recipes should be merely a template (and yes, my recipes too) for what YOU will CREATE! Alfredo sauce is easy, but what is that extra spin you are going to add to make it your own? How are you going to take a simple grilled pizza and make it spectacular? Measuring spices and weighing ingredients so that it is exactly the same each time isn't really my style. Please, grab my recipes and adjust them for your pallet. You like spicy? You like sweet? Make it work for your home. Which brings me to my last belief.
Food should bring people together. My recipes are always portions of 4 or more. I love being hospitable, and I love filling bellies. You shouldn't eat because it's there, but eating when you are there is what I strive for! I'm always amazed at how many of my (very adult, very responsible) friends tell me "Thank you, I can't remember my last home cooked meal". Seriously. Apparently what I LOVE to do, what I find therapeutic for me, is very life giving for those who break bread with me.
I'm blessed to serve food to those I love, and those I have only just met. It's a language we all speak. So here we go, surprisingly this cooking thing...it really isn't so hard.