It’s Summertime…and life is just peachy.

Summer for me means long days in a hot bakery (well someone’s gotta do it), but it also means (thankfully) a bounty of gorgeous, sun-drenched, field-ripened stone fruit.  At the local farmer’s market, I’m like a kid in a candy store skipping from stand to stand tasting the best of summer produce.  While I love…

Father’s Day

It doesn’t take Father’s Day to have me thinking of my late dad.  He’s with me on a daily basis.  I get my curiosity and appreciation of food from him, as well as my creativity and work ethic–all things essential to being a pastry chef.  He passed away long before I began my career in the…

Summer Travels…or Mainely Lobsters and Rhubarb

I fell in love with Maine on my first trip to Portland three summers ago.  A very good friend and former pastry assistant of mine, Renee, moved back home with her boyfriend Jesse (now husband) after a wild, eventful ride through the rough and tumble culinary world of San Francisco and had finally, after about seven years, lured…