Welcome to Well Fed

I was born into a restaurant family.

Before you get the wrong idea, you should know a few facts: We lived in rural Pennsylvania, it was the late sixties, and no one was yet treating chefs like rock stars.

My grandfather owned The Garfield, one of those shiny chrome diners, where you could sit at the counter, sip on a bottomless cup of coffee, and wisecrack with the waitresses and other regulars. My dad ran The Country Squire Restaurant, a combination coffee shop, formal dining room, and motel.

I grew up in these restaurants and took my place in an extended family of cooks.