The story is a long one, so I will be updating it periodically. It will be like those cliff-hanger movies...
:)
In 1992, I became a vegetarian. I quickly discovered that I had to re-learn gow to because I couldn't just
take the meat out of standard recipes and call it a meal. There weren't quite as many vegetarian cookbooks at the time, either
(not too many good ones, anyway). Over the next few years, I experimented. I had many hits and many misses with published
recipes. But one thing that came out of those experiments is that I became a skilled cook. Friends began encouraging
me to write a cookbook. I just waved them off with a "Yeah, right."
But in 1997, it just hit me one day. Hey, why can't I write a cookbook? Long story short (or is
it too late for that?), I set out to write the kind of cookbook that I wanted to see--traditional Italian recipes (the kind
I grew up with) reworked for vegetarians. Within a few years (yes, years), I had a completed book.
But that was just the beginning.
