My parents first became acutely aware of my love for food when, apparently, I asked to go to an Indian restaurant for my sixth birthday. I guess this was a bit of a divergence from the typically requested trip to Chuck E. Cheeses or Discovery Zone (they went bankrupt), but they were thrilled. Honestly, it can only be expected from parents who used to throw chicken curry into a food processor and feed it to me as baby food.
Growing up so close to New York City (*sigh*, NJ), great food was always a quick train ride away. From 6th Street (affectionately known as “Curry Row”) to Little Italy to Chinatown, I always made sure to make the most of my eating escapades whenever taking a trip into the city. Naturally, this translated directly into the kitchen, where I began experimenting as much as possible. If I could go out to a restaurant and eat these amazing, incredible dishes, why couldn’t I make them, too? It was the start of a long, exciting journey, some of which is not documented in this blog!
My work for the Brewing News helped foster my love of beer–lots of people give the United States a bad rap, but realistically, the only country that may produce better beer than us is Belgium. The USA has become the pioneer for so many different, radical kinds of beer–the West Coast IPA (it’s super hoppy), the Pumpkin Ale, wet-hopped beers…the list goes on for a long time. My advice? Try them all.
So, now I live in Madison, doing the whole ‘law school’ thing and taking in all the Midwest has to offer. Wisconsin has some amazing breweries and great places to eat, so I’ve been trying to hit them up one-by-one. For those of you interested in really getting into cooking, here’s my advice–don’t be afraid to explore! If you’re in DC, check out an Ethiopian grocery store, visit an Indian market, buy some stuff at a bodega! The best part about ethnic grocery stores are that you can go in with no reservations and buy tons of random ingredients, the perfect preface for a night of wild food experimentation!