It all started on West Vernor Ave. "The heart of Southwest Detroit".
My first apartment was empty & hollow but there was an emormous Magic Chef stove jammed in the tiny kitchen!
I just got called back to the engine plant after a layoff of 2002. There were plenty of new friends for the first time in my adult life. They were all hungry... So I cooked for them & we became a family.
There is so much more that we build in those plants.... such as lifelong friendships. I thank all my great friends to this day for those early experiences & opportunities.
The Kitchen is at the heart of any home. It's warmth transfers from the food into the body & can carry one through a long day when prepared with intent. My simple objective: To bring the cuisine of my mother, the late & so very great Doris . It is offered to be enjoyed during special occasions as we celebrate together in (& Around) Detroit. Please enjoy consuming it as much as I enjoyed taking part in it's preparation....