A California transplant to the East Coast with a Mid-Western heart. What does this mean? Food. Good, (mostly but not always) healthy, share-the-wealth-with-those-you-love food. Hungry? See me. I’m a feeder, but I come by it honestly, and I believe genetically.
Also, one cannot survive on education alone. Here’s to culinary adventures and explorations, complete with heroes, villains, and the occasional bout of gastro-intestinal complaints. Hooray for food!