***Note: I am Keith Jaret’s wife, The Existential Baker! Keith passed away on February 8, 2018. He loved this blog, he loved his followers and the people who inspired him to write. I am writing on this to not only help me to feel close to him but also, to keep his words alive. His last blog was on February 1, 2018, and it is compelling! Although I am not the writer he was, I do write from my heart, just like him! Thank you for giving him joy with this blog!!! As he would say, Laugh, Love and Live in Peace! ****
I am an enlightened culinary poet who at present has focused all his culinary energy in the construction of cupcakes. I’ve been a pot washer, a line cook, a chef, a pirate, a poet, a pawn and a king.
I was taught by an haute cuisine chef how to express myself through cooking, and since that time I went from cook to culinary poet. I have many years of experience in New York City restaurants (including Windows on the World) as well as corporate kitchens, had an off-premise catering company, and now co-own a stuffed cupcake company in Jersey. I’ve worn a lot of different toques.
I hope I have found a spot in which to share some knowledge, some stories, and most importantly some laughs. I have a 3rd degree in sarcasm from the school of hard knocks (NYC Campus), and I am not afraid to use it. Every day I come one day closer to death so I’m learning to type faster so I can get more crap off my mind and into the blog abyss. Ironically I was a hippie before it was cool. How hip is that?? I am very happy that giving the peace fingers and believing in peace is back in style, so I don’t get laughed at. When I did have lots of hair, I grew the shit out of it, and if I do say so myself, I had one helluva sexy head of locks when I was young. Ah, the old days. Anyway as more hair leaves my head, it seems to open more follicle portals through which creativity can flow.
I will continue to rock and roll until I can rock no longer, then I’ll just roll……PEACE