How did I arrive at making delicious pastries for a living? Well, I come from a cooking family. Family get-togethers are always an unbelievable spread. Lots of “down home” southern fare for sure, but my personal tastes and interests have always been the classic, finer things in life: Good bourbon, vintage wines, fine cigars, and, of course, gourmet food. If only I had the bank account to match my tastes, but that’s another story…
I inherited a sweet tooth from my dad. We had a large pantry that, I swear, looked like you had stepped into a convenience store when you opened it. Sweets galore! Plus, we never had a dinner at my house that my mom didn’t make dessert. I guess that love of pastries and other desserts is what draws me to baking more than to other cooking.
I cook what I like, and I like what I cook. What I like does not include ingredients like margarine, high fructose corn syrup, or weird additives in powdered packets of who knows what. I’m all about the ‘real deal’ ingredients – real butter, real sugar and the like. Food, and especially delicate items like pastries, cooked with real ingredients simply tastes better. And better-tasting food always brings a smile.
What compounds the joy for me is seeing someone enjoy my food as much as I do. It’s a feeling I can’t describe…joy, pride, satisfaction. It feels like I’m sharing part of myself that can only be expressed in this way. It’s very special to me.
But to get out of the deep end, maybe it’s really just as simple as a phrase I use often…pie makes people happy!