I was born and raised in Pittsburgh until I moved to Marathon, Florida in 1989 where I fell in love with the ocean, managed a 64-seat restaurant, learned the value of community, survived Hurricane Andrew, and played bit parts with Marathon Community Theater as a tart, a ghost, and woman keen on landing a man. A decade later, I moved to Orlando where I sold truckloads of commodity groceries to the restaurant and hotel industries.
Sometime later, I met my husband, moved to Kentucky, and wrote my first cookbook. I launched a podcast, did some speaking gigs, survived cancer, wrote another book, then started painting for money. I take my work seriously, but not myself!