In 1986 I spent one of the best years in my life living in a small town called Quillota, in central Chile. Since then, I always went back to Latin America at least yearly, if not more frequently. I always remember the morning sounds of the cheap loudspeaker attached to the vegetable seller’s tricycle and the freshly prepared meals from that produce that afternoon. I don’t know where I got off track, but ended up with a background in Latin American Studies and Urban Planning along the way. I followed that path for a while, taking it to Ecuador, Chile (again), Colombia and Nicaragua.
I eventually figured out that food had a large part to figure in this, and went to culinary school. After working a bit in the food industry, I’ve had the happy interruption, and privelege, of staying home with my two kids. Now looking to get back into food, and Latin America, what better place to go than Ecuador, where some of the world’s finest chocolate originates!