Ruth and Emilie met during their senior year at Mary Washington College in Fredericksburg, Virginia. Their friendship began with food, as they had a standing lunch date once a week to have lunch between classes, moved to creating jewelery, and then returned to food.
Over the years they continued to support each other through job difficulties, purchasing new homes, and going back to school. This support usually came with a glass of wine or a couple fingers o’ whiskey, or occasionally an extra hand around the the house, but it wasn’t until a few years ago when Ruth graciously let Emilie live with her for a month that their mutual love of cooking became obvious and the figurative and literal juices started flowing.
I have many interests, so why choose to blog about food? Well, you see, Emilie had me in this half nelson and wouldn’t let me go until I agreed to this joint venture. Just kidding! What she did was hold my poor mojito hostage! Yes, kidding again. Honestly, blogging about food just makes sense. You have to eat, right? What better way to reclaim a bit of your life back after being sucked dry by the rat race? Not creating jewelry or crafting something for the home ultimately will not kill me. I am living proof of that. Not eating…I think we know what would happen and it wouldn’t be me fitting into my high school size 0 jeans. My body and I have an understanding that that will never happen again for as long as I live (hint, hint).
What accomplishment you feel when you sit down to a meal that you just prepared. Maybe it tastes like victory. On another day, maybe it tastes like serenity. Whatever it tastes like, chances are it is far better for your body and soul than anything that comes through a drive through window. Now take that feeling to the next level. How about cooking for family and friends? Even when sprinkled with stress, I think you know what I am talking about.
It amazes me how much something you HAVE to do can be so much more than fuel for bodily functions if only we let it. That is why I decided to join my friend on this culinary adventure. Why not join us for the ride?
I’ve often wondered why I need a living room in my home. Sure, it’s the best place to lounge around and watch a movie, but it has never been the meeting place in my home. That honor is reserved for the kitchen. When you come to my place, expect to be handed a glass of wine and given a chair (or in one house a lovely spot on a freshly scrubbed floor, there was no room for chairs in that kitchen). If you’re lucky, you’ll also be handed a knife and cutting board or a spoon and pot. This blog is like my virtual kitchen, a place to gather, share food, and good times.
A recent Master of Science graduate from the University of Michigan’s School of information, I spend my time outside of the kitchen as a privacy champion and analyst, knitting, playing with my pup, Abby, and exploring the constantly changing food landscape of Washington, D.C.