As you have probably noticed, I have a love affair with food. After all, my first profession was that of short order cook in restaurants and cafes. Which means…I know a lot about food and what goes into prepping it from scratch. And especially about how time consuming it can be. But I still love to cook. Just not for the public…unless I do so through one of my characters and not in reality.
I have just recently used a version of one of my own favorites to fix (although I certainly would not go through the trouble of cutting up my own pepperoni or Canadian bacon. Or making my own sauce. Or grating my own cheese. although I do cut up my own veggies. and make my own crust.), pizza. I love homemade pizza. I learned how to make it from watching my dad, without his full knowledge, when he would make it. Although my pizzas vary considerably from his, mine-i think-are better. I haven’t become adventurous enough to add tomato slices or make it with pesto instead of tomato-based pizza sauce, but I do make a mean pizza. with as much cheese on it as any person could possible crave.
I spent time describing his process to give you a feel for the care he takes in his cooking. I know. he is a fictional character. But even in books one must show the care a character has for his fellow characters.
If I, by chance, make you hungry, I am not sorry. And though it is not my intent, I love to discuss cooking. Especially when someone is cooking out of love for both the craft and for those around him. Nothing says ‘I love you’ like an exquisite meal.