Modern Mouthful Cooks!

When I was a kid my dad told me when I grew up to make a living out of whatever I would do if no one paid me to do it. That really stuck with me. I cook because I love it, not because it’s lucrative. Preparing food calms me, it challenges me, and it’s literally the only thing I do that I truly feel awesome at. (I’m humble in most aspects of my life but I’ll be darned if I don’t know my way around the kitchen.)

 

I’m mostly self-taught, with about 4,200 issues of Bon Apetit thrown in. I come from a very traditional, southern family where eating was considered sacred, but I did not go to Johnson & Wales and I definitely don’t know how to butcher a whole lamb. My friends would tell you I’m obsessive over food and host dinner parties like it’s my job. My husband would tell you I’m making him fat but that he loves the way I spend 36 hours prepping a batch of croissants just because one looked good in a magazine. I’m drawn to the idea of private cooking (cheffing?) because it’s personal, and food is deeply personal. The thought of working 12-hour shifts at a restaurant then slinking into bed at 3 a.m. smelling like burned oil also doesn’t really appeal to me.

 

I’m new to this business – that is, the business of food. I’ve owned my own one-woman business for years now but I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t terrify me to branch out and try and get people to pay me for what I really, really love to do. Maybe this is the perfect opportunity for you, too, if the thought of meal planning on Sunday night fills you with dread and despair every week.

 

I’m not a “chef,” but I’m excited to be more than just a home cook, too. Let’s do this.