Food brings people together. A picture documents a moment forever. Some pictures may not mean anything to anyone except to the one taking the shot. Time might pass, but a look at a picture will bring you back into that moment and time, with the people you spent it with, enjoying that moment. I was in the kitchen with Miya, she had gotten me a whole crab, and so I decided to show her how I would make my version of a cioppino. Of which, when I think of San Francisco, that's one of the things I think of most, a great bowl of this soup at Fisherman's Wharf. As usual , I made a lot, enough to have some managers come to the table, sit around, and enjoy a bowl of soup together. I like these times, to see everyone eat what I had just cooked, it reminds me of when I was younger, trying to cook for my friends and family back home, the original reasons why I wanted to be a cook - to make people happy.
