“For me, food wasn't a competition about who could make the best dish. It's greatest power was to make taste and turn it into a long lasting memory. As a girl, I had learned from my father that good food could be a vessel, a way to show love, even when you might not have the words to say so. I could feel it in my soul that this was exactly what I was meant to do now. But the question remained, if I built it, would they come.” LovePowerFoodBuildingCompetitionWordsVessel Book:Finding Freedom: A Cook's Story; Remaking a Life from Scratch Source: Finding Freedom: A Cook's Story; Remaking a Life from Scratch