I am a Chef’s Widow and I tell interesting tales of life…as a chef’s wife.
The story of a began almost five years ago in a sunny 1 bedroom apartment in Brooklyn New York.
Since then babies have been born, restaurants have been opened, food has been cooked, LeBron broke up with Cleveland (on TV!!), the Chef’s mug has graced the pages of People and the cover of Food & Wine, and I became a writer.
Who would have thunk it?
It began as a therapy. A new mom getting used to life as a married but single woman. A new mom whose husband went to work for 80 hours a week (and still does) while she stayed home to care for mini’s. Then something changed. Chef’s Widow became a platform for my husband as well. As we began our trek of opening our own restaurant, I used my social media prowess (me-OW) and my blog know how to build a buzz two years prior to our opening. And what a buzz it created…
The Chef has since been featured in magazines and on TV. I think it’s time for a widow to get her chance in the sun. Don’t you?
As I write this post for you folks over at Project Mom I can’t help but feel tickled about all the journey’s this blog has brought me. I can’t wait to start a new one. Hint. Hint.
If you think that my dreams of becoming a reality tv star should come true then I encourage you to tell the world!!!
Visit Project Mom on FB and tell them how much you heart me, tweet tweet, and look below…the comment section. Show a widow some love.
xoxo
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