OK. Here’s the deal. I think about food…a lot. This site is simply a reflection of what I’m thinking about these days. Here at Bellyspeak, I hope to tell you the story that’s not “center of the plate”, the story closer to the periphery, that has to do with the pursuit of food and what I see in the process. Catch me? I mean, it’s further afield than recipes and food porn, restaurant reviews and what I cooked last night for dinner. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, believe me, I enjoy the hell out of foodporndaily and eater.com.
So what will you find here? Well it’s kind of random, but always dealing with food in some way or another (remember, it’s a reflection of my thoughts). Though you won’t find full on restaurant reviews, I may tell you where to find dim sum (besides at Dim Sum), or a thali meal, or tacos al pastor. If you don’t know what those things are I’ll tell you that too. I could spend a few paragraphs recounting war stories from my days on the line, or profile a foodist of note. I may simply relay interesting nuggets that I find elsewhere on the net. You’ll find these stories on the Home page, the bulk of the content.
In Market Watch I’ll be reporting about various food markets around town. Exploring markets is a favorite pastime, from vietnamese markets on Central Ave. to the cheese counter at Dean & Deluca. Though you probably won’t find any recipes here, I may tell you about a specific ingredient I think is under appreciated, why you should know it, and where to find it. Looking for fresh shiso for your sushi party, duck fat for frying up a steak, or a steel tawa for those dosas you’ve been wanting to perfect? I’ll point you in the right direction. Ethnic markets in general can be a little intimidating or just outright weird. I’ll show you which ones I think are worthwhile and what you can get there. Market Watch will be a collection of pages, each of which will continue to develop indefinitely, so check back regularly.
At the end of the day, my perspective is consumer driven. When I was cooking on the line everything was very palette driven. As I moved up the ranks things got a bit more “heady”. Now, as a civilian, away the production side and onto the consumption side of the equation, I can safely say I am belly driven. Make sense? So go ahead, sit back, relax, and absorb the bellyspeak.
Thanks for coming by.
PS. Please leave remarks. I welcome criticisms, suggestions for content, or a simple “Hi” to let me know you were here. Thanks again, hope you enjoy.
