How I Became A Kitchen Thief
My name is Gustavo. I’ve been cooking since I was 12 because I love to, not because I have to.
I took some lessons, practiced at a real restaurant but, most importantly, learned how to steal from every cook (unsung or famous). It’s that in cooking -like in any other art form- originality is undetected robbery. The art of cooking can become an obsession, one that’s worth committing a crime for.
I’m originally from Argentina with a strong Italian food influence. As I grew up, I fell in love with French cuisine both dishes and techniques alike. Over time, I learned to appreciate (and to cook) food from many places. I love spices thanks to Indian cuisine. I fell in love with Vietnamese, Thai and Moroccan cuisine. I learned to mix crazy stuff thanks to living in New York, Los Angeles and Chicago. I love the complexity of food but also prefer simplicity even over pure snob sophistication.
Moira, my wife, has always been my food muse. I love to cook -and steal-for her. She also takes the food pictures for this blog (the good ones, the bad ones are mine). My sons Tristán and Fausto are part of my food experimentation. They are also trying to become Kitchen Thieves (teenage mood permitting).
Cooking is the best therapy to me. The most rewarding part of being a Kitchen Thief is celebrating food with friends and loved ones. Cooking is just as an excuse to start a conversation (or something else).
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