Another, younger life. Me, too. That life is for young, smart kids that will eat your brains if it makes them better chefs in the real-world kitchens. Been there, done that. I live poor, but I live well.
Nothing like picking yet another zucchni and figuring out what the hell to do with it you haven't done before, to feed the crowd.
I stick with classics, tomato, basil, cheese. Baked, boiled, broiled or fried.
/johnny
There are very good reasons they're classics.
I'm going to toss back a Templeton Rye before bed. When I do, I'll drink to you and I meeting one day.
Best,
L