It starts with a blanket, the smell of summer grass, the boys shouting down from the trees, a best friend. She loves bologna and cheese and brings an extra pickle for you. You trade cookies and swap smiles, plot games…
My life in food these days is not out of the ordinary for a suburban-born, city-dwelling thirty-something in 2016. I track new restaurants, and up-and-coming chefs. I watch food programs in which contestants churn out haute cuisine in the time…
