My parents told everyone I was a waitress, for nin…

a dish pit, each one heavier than the last. Year three, I made head chef.

I called my mother to tell her. She said, “Are you still at that place?” and then asked if I could bring a dessert to Nadine’s birthday dinner. Year four.

Bellamy’s got a write up in Connecticut magazine. Three paragraphs about the tasting menu. My name in print.

I texted mom the continue reading …