Languages and cooking. They’re totally related for me. And I’m pretty sure I love them equally. Just as a couple of spices and a few vegetables can reveal a flavor palate, so the subtleties of language reveal a cultures insides. I’m pretty fluent in Italian, a legacy of majoring in it at University and reinforced by countless trips. My Spanish was learned on the fly in the kitchen until I spoke my own unique form of Spitalian. It was a tribute to the desire to communicate that everyone in the kitchen understood me. But when you learn a language orally, not by reading and writing there are huge...Continue reading »