today

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A little-known fact about me.
 
I wanted to be a potter. 
 
At twenty, I applied for undergraduate studies at Trent University and the Craft and Design program at Sheridan College. At that age, the way forward wasn't clear. Both accepted me—a trusted elder helped me chose the former. I have zero regrets about the path I took. 
 
The beauty of time is seeing my interests and expertise weave together in unique and astonishing ways.

I told anxious students not to worry about picking a career until their mid-twenties. Explore all possibilities was my best advice. I didn't step into a French kitchen until I was 25.

In my first meeting with Jim Morris at the Stratford Chef School, he told me I was too old for the profession. He was wrong. I had the pleasure of proving it in his restaurant.

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I took a pottery course at the Dundas School of Art and enjoyed it. It may someday become a serious hobby.
 
I follow a lot of potters on Instagram and share their work in my stories. Some of you may have noticed. 
 
I have beautiful pieces—a few of them from my father. This bowl is by Kayo O'Young, a Canadian porcelain master. I can't believe my cat hasn't broken it, yet.
 
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If I were a potter, my work would be beautiful, just like my cooking and writing. I have an artist's heart.

I still have hopes and dreams that are precious as porcelain.

They're mine to nurture.

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Billie Eilish's sultry vocals are everything I want to listen to right now.

Happier Than Ever. 

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2021