My mom tells me I’ve always been crazy about food, particularly foods rich in flavour and anything chocolate! I’ve always loved eating, so she would have to watch me when I was very young – not because of any weight issues mind you [I was and have always been slim], but for fear I’d eat too much and suffer from indigestion! She once caught me eating a slice of bread with a good half inch of butter on it when I was about three and a half – I’d already acquired a taste for this delicious pale yellow delight!
My baking adventures started at the tender age of three! I would help my mother bake [well, sortof...], and still remember the miniature child’s pastry-making set I had been given, complete with small versions of rolling pin, cookie cutters, measuring cup, and baking tins. When mom would make pies, she’d give me a small piece of dough of my own. I would lovingly roll the dough until it was just perfect, place it in the tin, then fill it with fresh fruits – or whatever filling my mother had prepared – to make a small pie for my dad. What I remember most is bursting with pride as it came out of the oven, and that special moment when I would present it to my father. Dad would sample my small pie with great joy, praising my baking skills and telling me how delicious it was! However, my mother has long since filled me in on a few details I don’t recall! Often, I would have played with the dough for so long that it would be hard as rock – but how could I know?! Dad never let on, sweetheart that he is!
Luckily, I think that after all my years of cooking, eating in some of the finest kitchens and restaurants in North America and Europe, experimenting with and creating new recipes, my cooking and baking skills have vastly improved to say the least! But why don’t you be the judge of that!
If anything, my love of food has deepened! I eat chocolate [usuallly of the intense dark variety] and drink wine every day, and I’m always thinking of what wonderful things I should be making next! And yes, I’m one of those lucky persons that burns off tons of calories with no excercise involved.. My girlfriends hate me! LOL [ok, not really...]. Who knows, maybe one of these years all this eating will catch up with me!
I’ve created this site to share my passion [if not obsession!] with the art of food, so I hope you will join me in this colourful Epicurean adventure! ♥ I look forward to your comments and feedback ♥
I bet some of you are wondering why this webzine & blog is called EpicureanPiranha! Well, one evening, chatting with a wonderful friend of mine, John C., over a good pure malt whisky, we started talking about potential names for my new webzine.
I wanted something unique and fun! This was the fruit of our little brainstorming session. Here is a photo of John and I having lunch at Carluccio’s in London’s Spitafields Market last fall :
My talented and very dear friend John gets all the credit for the name! And I soon came up with this definition which pretty well defines what I want to do:
EpicureanPiranha (n.) ~ a small fish with a voracious appetite for refined sensuous enjoyment [espescially good food & drink].
What took me longer to find was an appropriate logo!!! After weeks of searching, I finally bought the stylized fish graphic you now see from a Japanese artist, and then used the dark-rose colour to create my blog’s colour scheme. And after spending endless hours searching for and trying out appropriate fonts, I finally picked the one I thought most suited what I’m doing, and created my logo [which you see at the top of every page]. ♥ I hope you enjoy it ♥
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