I Love to Play With Fire!
There is something very special that happens to me when I decide to diss the kitchen stove in favor of my Pizza Oven or even just an improvised simple fire-pit. My father taught me at a very young age that cooking on a live wood flame is one of the best ways to respect your food, to connect with it and celebrate it with due diligence. To me now, sourcing a piece of meat, selecting from the garden the fresh herbs I will season it with and finally getting my hands busy rubbing it and preparing it for the fire, is the best way to channel my own family traditions and at the same time it offers me the opportunity of reflecting on my good fortune.
I go to Temple in respect to my Jewish father, I attend Christmas Mass because I love my mother, but there is nothing is this World (except my wife and daughters) that makes me believe in a Higher Power more than a burning hot wood fire and a good piece of meat!