It is mid-September in Minnesota and I can already feel the fall air beginning to creep in. Even though I love, love, love summer and I wait for it all year round, I have to admit, Minnesota fall is my spirit animal. I crave the crisp air, the painted leaves, the wool sweaters, the boots, the bonfires, and of course the foods like Grandma’s hotdish, hot creamy soup or spicy chili, and steaming mugs of fresh apple cider – all the hallmarks of this beautiful and beloved season in the midwest.
I always look forward to that first incredible fall-like day in Minnesota when the temperature barely hits 55; when I see that first amber leaf high atop the maples lining our St. Paul street; when the smells of grilled meat have been replaced by the unmistakable smell of a cozy fire in the fireplace….and I hear my husband begging for a bowl of my chili.
First food post people!! Vanessa and I are super excited to get this blog going. Designing a space just for us to get creative with food and share our passion for connecting and building relationships through the sacred experience of breaking bread with others has been a vision of ours for quite some time. In this weekly blog you will find our stories, our experiences, our personalities, our joys and our passions. Every two weeks we will focus on a different dish or ingredient. One week you will get my take on that dish and one week you will get Vanessa’s take. What we hope you will find, as we have, is that one dish can have unlimited preparations and possibilities. The kitchen is a perfect place to experiment and find your “food personality.” There is so much room for interpretation and expression in food.
Now…onto the chili!!