Why she’s hungry
My name is Ana Sofia Peláez and my love for food started with a small inheritance. Specifically, a 1970’s Sunbeam mixer that belonged to my grandparents and found its way to my Brooklyn apartment. Growing up, I loved being in their yellow kitchen, watching them make Cuban desserts with that same mixer. I was fascinated by the way they added the sugar to the butter to the flour knowing at exactly which point it all came together for the perfect result.
Leaving Miami for New York to attend Barnard College, I didn’t cook very often. After graduation, I worked for non-profit organizations and later film production. When the Sunbeam arrived, I was determined to put it to use; but, when I found their faded recipe cards, I realized they’d only listed the ingredients, never how they did it. Determined to find my way back to the yellow kitchen, I started retracing their steps through the few cookbooks I had, always searching for the point they reached unerringly. A recipe would lead to a new book which led to a website which led to a class and then to another recipe. The more I practiced, read, experimented, the more I fell in love with absolutely anything and everything to do with food. I love the writers, the odd conversations in random stores looking for ingredients, the pleased look on someone’s face when they tell me they have a great recipe I could try and the moment of alarm when I really ask for it. Mostly I love the possibility of contentment that good food promises if only for a moment, and that I try to capture in my entries. So to answer the question, I’m hungry because it’s never enough and it’s never enough because I’m just so hungry.