Hey. Hi. I’m Molly. I’m big cheeked and curly haired and almost almost 30. I have clammy hands and two younger sisters and questionable taste in popular music. It seems there’s not much I can do about it.
I grew up near Philadelphia, surrounded by cousins and corned beef sandwiches. I played lots of sports and ate lots of orange slices. Also popsicles.
I spent my college years in Amherst, Massachusetts, and Paris, France. After graduation I got a good, sensible, grown-up job in Boston, and it only took me two and half years to realize I’d rather not be all that sensible. So, naturally, I went to culinary school.
I graduated from New York City’s French Culinary Institute in 2010 with expertise in both culinary and pastry arts. I’ve worked as a private chef in the Hamptons and as a baker/confectioner/chocolatier for Liddabit Sweets in Brooklyn. I’ve tried my hand as a SAVEUR Magazine test kitchen intern in Manhattan, and now teach kids cooking classes to some tiny residents of
Brooklyn Heights San Francisco.
I take all my own photographs, and I use a
Canon Powershot SD1200 IS. I’m hoping to upgrade to a Digital SLR soon Canon Rebel T2i digital SLR camera. I love it. I also have very little clue as to how to appropriately use it. I think lessons are in order. Want to give me lessons? I can pay you in cookies, I promise.
Some important things:
My grandmas and my sisters are my heroes.
I am afraid of sharks and lactose intolerance.
I enjoy most literature meant for young adults.
I’m really good at drinking milkshakes and tea and wine. And wine.
I think nails were meant to be painted, and red lipstick looks good on everyone.
I wish I had my own garden. And I wish I knew how to garden.
I’m terrible at walking in heels, but I love buying them.
I think my jump shot is better than yours.
I’m really glad you’re here.