@John Denton Spottis
I originally learned to love food from my grandmother, Betty Carr . She had only a small number of dishes that she cooked, but she cooked them with pride, love and humility. No matter how wonderful her roast was, she'd always complain that it was too tough or too dry as we all gobbled it down happily! Later, when I was about 14, I began to join my family friend and rugby coach, Pete, for dinner once a week. Pete is a true renaissance man--an architect, athlete, scholar, and passionate cook. I began to come over early to enjoy a glass of wine (a treat at age 17) and to help Pete prepare the meal. Pete taught me about fresh herbs, italian and french seasoning, wild game, root vegetables, and the wonders of homemade broths. After my sisters and I moved out, my father David also became an avid chef. Every Sunday we congregate at his house and share the most wonderful meals. He is well traveled and as a result well versed in many cuisines. I have learned numerous wonderful recipes from him.