Last summer, I spotted Chicagoist editor-in-chief Chuck Sudo inconspicuously scarfing a burger at my business’ (Sunday Dinner) booth at the Green City Market. The ink barely dry on my first piece in print in Chicago Magazine, a rare moment of boldness came over me and I straight up asked him if there were any writing opportunities available on the news blog front. I expected, at best, to be taken half seriously and at worst, to be gently ridiculed. After all, I’m a chef not a journalist. I enjoy writing but it doesn’t come as easily to me as making chocolate mousse. I admit to having a well-worn thesaurus and a hefty arsenal of “freditors” (friend editors) whom I bribe with snacks to check my grammar. So why would I want to write for publication, and more to the point, why would anyone want to read what I write? Well, Chicagoist reader, lemme tell you. more ›

We all tend to follow trends now and then. Based on personal experience farm dinners are a good trend to follow, without getting dirt under the nails. more ›