One part photographer. One part cook. One part thrill-seeker–All tied up with an undeniable passion for life’s many gifts.
Born and raised in a little southern Kansas town, I grew up with a big yard, a lot of animals, a little brother and many adventures– Now experiencing life in Los Angeles, where the adventures continue–
I drink good whiskey, I eat great food, I love amazing people. My insatiable appetite for more has propelled me into experiences that only my wildest dreams could have predicted. I photograph what makes me happy. Food stuffs, food personalities, lifestyle and travel. With a strong belief that beauty lies in simplicity and that the magic is in the details.
Daily inspiration comes from everything remarkable. Joyful people, fluffy farm animals, brass pots, the color of the sky, black and white gelatin prints, paper, my brother, running with no specific destination, amazing chefs, farmers markets, thrift stores, far away places, cookbooks, cheesy motels, craft stores, films.
Dozens of tattered, stained, scribbled notepads bounce around inside my many many handbags. All covered in thoughts, notes, inspirations, pictures, doodles, names, places, titles, ideas. I keep them all.
My cooking career started at the mature age of about… 4, when I was given the highly complicated task of separating the good green beans, from the ones with brown spots on them. OR later as I learned from expertly analyzing my mothers every move, how to make pie crust and keep it from crumbling to pieces. From there, that passion only harbored inside me, and slowly grew, into what I would now call the long road to my true life’s path. Cooking. I often tell people [jokingly, albeit, very true] that I love food more than any normal person should… I love the look of food, the idea behind how to make it. The process that goes into growing a plant, or raising a steer, or aging and maturing cheese. Every step of the process for which a meal is conceptualized, sourced, studied, prepared, analyzed, tasted… and most importantly enjoyed. I truly believe that it is this precise reason that I am the cook I am today. My sincere love and undeniable passion for food, in every capacity, is what I would [hope] makes me a good cook. I want people to eat my food, and just enjoy it. I want it to taste good, be satisfying, and a bit nostalgic, even perhaps surprising, and beautiful. I respect the product, I respect my fellow cooks, and most of all I respect and love feeding people– their bellies, but moreover, their soul– A lesson my mother taught me long ago.
And now, because of all of that, and an unbelievable blessing, I have been graced with the remarkable opportunity to compete on FOX television’s MASTERCHEF. An experience of a lifetime, and one that I certainly do not take for granted. Meet amazing people who share the same passion for food as you do? Count me in!! Talk about dream come true–
I learn more than I teach, I smile more than I scowl, I’m loud more than I’m quiet, I run more than I walk, I look forward more than backward, I’m frank more than I’m coy, I cook more than I reheat, I work hard and play hard
Anything exciting, beautiful, shiny, new, old. I love it all.
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