I'm in the position to decide what I ultimately want to do with Arcade Kitchen. The answer I keep coming back to is supporting the amazing and creative local food scene in St. Louis. I mean, right now, my readership couldn't field a pickup basketball game, but still.
I go through periods where I feel a distinct lack of inspiration. Now, you can Google thousands upon thousands of recipes in an instant. It's a gift, but it can also be a curse. Recipes, especially those from quality sources like Bon Appetit, offer safety. If you just follow the directions, you get your Spaghetti all'Amatriciana.
I can’t speak German very well, and I can’t tell you exactly what village my ancestors came from. I’m not particularly fond of David Hasselhoff (I had to!). What I can do is enjoy an authentically brewed Bavarian beer.
I moved out and was truly on my own for the first time. It quickly became obvious that a diet of Chunky Soup, frozen pizzas and scrambled eggs would not be tenable. No offense to my friends who are currently living that lifestyle. That’s when I really started cooking. I started experimenting with simple things like roasted chicken and braised pork roast.
There are sounds I’ve come to recognize, connect with and love in the kitchen. They instantly bring me a sense of home. They’re simple signals that put me at ease. They bring a certain rhythm and character to a home. But they also foreshadow what’s to be: a unique human institution that symbolizes charity and love.