I Love Food

Let me start out by saying this: I love food.  I love eating it. I love watching people make it. I love smelling it. I love anticipating it. And, I love cooking it. Anyone who knows me well knows this very simple fact about me.

My love for food is a result of four incredible people: my mom, my dad, my Pop-o and my Grams.

There is nothing like my mother’s cooking. It is exceptional and everyone who tastes her food knows that. My mother cooks with love. So cliché, yet I can’t think of any other way to describe it. She has always had a home cooked meal ready on the table for us every night, even in our adult years. And what’s more. My mother is so accomplished and works harder than most people I know. I have no idea how she does it although I suspect she’s Superwoman and just hasn’t come out to the family about it yet. Needless to say, she makes meals special and our family is closer because of it. My dad is no Jean-Georges, in fact his specialty is cereal, however he has always taken it upon himself to bring us to fabulous restaurants and open our eyes to the culinary world. That man…always wanting the best for his family.

Then there are my Italian grandparents, Pop-o and Grams. My Pop-o loved food, and had the Santa belly that jiggled when he laughed to prove it. Watching my Pop-o eat his meals, so meticulously, is how I will always remember him. Pop-o was laid to rest with a bag of Ginger Snaps at his side, his favorite breakfast snack that he would dip into his coffee every morning. And who could blame the man for loving food so much? He was married to my Grams for over 60 years. Cooking is in my Grams’ heart and soul, and it is one of the many ways she has shown her love for us over the years.

I decided to start writing this blog for several reasons. First, did I mention I love food? Trying out new restaurants and eateries has been one of the best parts of moving to Boston, so I love sharing my dining experiences. Also, living with my fiancé has really inspired us to cook more and try new recipes. But who has time to cook? I’m no domestic goddess, and have a very demanding job as many of you do, so I hope to be able to share easy, quick and healthy recipes. And lastly, I’m writing this as a dedication to the four amazing people mentioned above, whom I have no idea where I would be in this world without.

Oh, forgot to mention the title. This blog is named “Heaven On A Plate” because if I’m eating something and find it to be truly delicious, this is often how I describe it. And after all, isn’t that what good food really is?

Thanks for reading! More to come.

xo
KW