Howdy from Montana!

Howdy!  I am always learning and receptive to suggestions.  If I can help anyone, I will.

Hope to meet in chat and discover new possibility's in cooking.

I graduated from Culinary Arts in 1972.  32 in the class at the beginning and only 5 graduated.

Here is a poem I wrote last year.

A love Story

Before the alarm sounds, I routinely turn and shut it off with my eyes still closed… I stretch and smile. My mind kicks in and I am one.

Painting a picture in my mind, white stove pipe hat now snug on my head, apron tied, ready to turn the simple and the norm, into ecstasy.

Something not just to be eaten, but to be devoured with one’s eyes, smells that bring you to a time of remembrance and finally taste….taste of  exploding flavors, adventures of the unknown and the quiet humbling of a rose.

I give you presentation, color, texture, shape, a journey in time, and my heart.

Shall I go back to the 1800’s, a time of Ladies and Gentlemen in horse drawn carriages, or shall I turn to the West and give you sensations of the earth, roots and childhood.

I can give you a journey to the stars and back again with the explosion of red giants into supernovae and to the depth of the ocean floor with all its splendor.  Possibilities are all real and all now. Oh, let me light up your senses and show you the world!

Let me take you to the pyramids of Egypt, or India with their grand spices, or the herbs of the Orient without leaving your chair. 

My hands are fleeting; my heart is one with my food.  My plate as a canvas and my soul drives me. 

Excitement illuminates my heart. My cup runneth over, over with love.

This is for you…and you alone. 

A love Story