With what has happened in New Orleans, I don’t feel inspired today to write about simple comforts when others are struggling with chaos and tragedy. My thoughts and prayers are with everyone.
My love for cooking began in my 20's when I was exposed to great cuisine, mostly from working in 5 star restaurants. I also had my first love then and as some of us know, romance, passion and food can work wonderfully together if you know what you are doing. I put together wonderful picnics for us and though the romance didn't last, the memories still remain. Eventually, I moved to the city and cooking was put on the back burner. Too many great places to eat, hang out and party. Needless to say, hangovers+slicing+dicing is downright dangerous after a three, er, ah..one day bender. Spent a lot of time ordering out and eating under the covers. And if I didn’t look too scary, I'd taxi it down to Chinatown and hit David's on 10th & Arch for some healing. I still dream about the ginger scallion sauce that accompanies their dumplings! Again, I moved. I had no charming café to visit or a trendy little bistro that you find in far away corners of a big city. Mostly, I felt the lack of global cuisine. So, since my love of cooking is matched only by my love of writing, I have decided to open Elise’s Cafe, on my very own little corner. Everyone is welcome and I love to stay open late.
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This is just friggin' great. It didn't take long for the blog spammers to attack, did it?
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