Although not a trained chef nor culinary graduate, I can proudly assume the title of food lover and cookery heathen. This blog came into existence after 5 years of living (and currently residing) in Prague, Czech Republic and craving the smells and tastes of home, Connecticut. As I began my journey to recreate the recipes of my young adulthood, my curiosity into European cuisine grew, specifically French, and the techniques needed to execute tasty, satisfying, and ultimately memorable dishes.
It didn’t go well at first. I was an American in a European kitchen, the chips were down, and all the European rules applied. Fahrenheit to Celsius, grams to ounces, market aisles devoted to varying flour alone, and just how much does a “stick of butter” weigh anyhow? I didn’t know, but I was determined to find out. (..113 grams, if you were wondering). Yet I taught myself and, in a way, found myself through food. What a great and tasty means to do so, I must admit.
I am navigating my way through a European kitchen; cooking & storytelling. I hope this blog, The Bell Kitchen, is of interest for those eager to learn new recipes, explore European dishes, or a gain new perspective on how to prepare from-scratch meals with a story or two.
Join me and let’s get cookin’!