If I had to describe my cooking it would be something along the lines of jet-setting around the globe from the comfort of my very own kitchen. I may have a burst of Asian flavours bubbling in my wok one week and a streak of Italian comfort foods the next. Other days I’m swept away by trying my hand at Persian ash, rolling out dough for stuffed pierogies, roasting chilis and braising pork belly for a taste of the Yucatan or hacking away at the tough skin of the cassava root for a Brazilian moqueca. But wait, there’s more!
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Ful Mudammas
Throughout college I worked part-time at a local Mediterranean restaurant, The Pita House. The restaurant locale resides in an eclectic neighborhood with a good mix of college kids, families, hipsters and hippies. I was able to walk to work everyday, worked along-side my BF Brooke and donned a self-fashioned turban with a kanga from Brazil…it was highly fashionable for my then, bohemian self (and a heck of lot better than a hairnet!) My uncle humorously referred to me as, Erykah Badon’t…funny guy!
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Table Without Borders 