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Standing in front of an — ancient by today’s standard — kitchen sink that will easily hold a baby elephant or your largest roasting pan, a brief but shocking memory comes to me.

Our current and slightly more humble kitchen with the ginormous sink. And yes, that is a second door to our apartment. A good old-fashioned rarely-used service door. Culinary magic happens here.

Upgraded, our former kitchen was originally a dungeon of a space. Dark, dank, and derelict, it was a depressing spot to prepare meals. Memory has me sitting at the too-big-for-this-space table and musing about just how depressing the room is, when my over six foot tall brother-in-law comes up the basement stairs — where he’d been working on a project with my husband — and swings an enormous sledge-hammer into the wall, knocking half of it into the next-door utility room. Did your mouth just drop open? That was my reaction too.

Sometimes you need a little push or a wrecking ball to stop whining and get on with your life. The kitchen reno was a rousing success. It included a state-of-the-art Viking range (husband’s choice) and the perfect black and white tile floor (my choice). And don’t you know that when we sold the house fifteen years later, the first real estate agent to view the house, told us that it was hopelessly dated. We’d never sell the place without — you guessed it — upgrades. We didn’t hire that realtor or any of the others having similar opinions.

I laugh about that today, remembering a PTA sponsored fundraiser I attended with friends, where we were welcomed into other much more posh homes to view some very special kitchens. Most were kitted out with gleaming stainless steel and fancy-patterned granite countertops. All fairly colorless, neutral and lifeless.

One house though maintained its charm while including some newer appliances. It was Victorian in style and boasted a dark mahogany butler’s pantry. I imagined big family dinners and holiday parties; food being prepared and presented on generous bone china platters and sterling silver serving trays that would be stored away behind the cabinet doors. We shouldn’t have, but we peeked behind one of the doors. My imaginary bubble burst at the sight of tupperware and plastic children’s dishware.

But it was the sink that really caught my attention. The sink we were told was called a farmhouse sink and a newish style-concept offered by kitchen designers. I stood there, longer than I should have, admiring it’s massive proportions, its sexy front apron, and its deep potential. I may have mentioned that it was the sink-of-my-dreams.

Not my sink, but I envy the size and possibilities of a sink such as this. Just imagine how many dirty pots and pans will fit in here!

It was a woman standing next to me who coined the phrase sink-envy, whispering it in my ear. “You,” she said, “have a bad case of sink-envy dear.” Sink-envy!? Me? The insightful stranger was correct. I went home to my then newish kitchen that day, and stood before our average-size sink feeling let-down. I chose poorly when it came to the sink.

We all have our “thing” that quirk in our personality that makes us the interesting humans that we turn out to be. I could probably bust  into song right now…. “I like big sinks and I cannot lie,” but we’ve established this as fact and as I currently stand in the slightly frumpy kitchen of the apartment that we now call home, I realize that I’m no longer plagued by sink-envy. In the most roundabout way, I’ve gotten exactly what I’ve always wanted. A ginormous kitchen sink.

 Our former kitchen that was deemed out-of-date by real estate agents. Note the smaller sink.




Annual events have a tendency to become stale and in time mundane. An exception is the happily titled Beer, Bourbon, BBQ, Year of the Chicken, a suburban, backyard food and drink extravaganza that sprang from the minds of Sissy and Rick Norman. That spark of an idea would become an epic conflagration — with the help of Dave Mayhew and his wife Jen — into the 2017 celebration of professional chefs, bartenders, beer brewers, and entertainers seen in the pictures below.

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032817josef1Paté spread courtesy of Sickles Market in Little Silver.

It was a foggy Monday night when guests, chefs, and culinary students converged on the Navesink Country Club for the annual Jocef, Joe Romanowski Culinary Fund Raiser. A veritable who’s who in the local food scene, Flavor Chronicles brings you pictures of some of the most beautiful creations you’ve ever seen.

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Monday, March 14th, the Navesink Country Club in Middletown, NJ will once again host a benefit for culinary arts students from the Jersey Shore. Tickets for Recipe for Success can be found by clicking here  1381188_569443956436575_1501627188_n.

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Food, wine, martinis and music are sometimes more than you need to host a successful party. Once a year for the last 12 years, Salt Creek Grille in Rumson, NJ has played host to several different charity events. This years beneficiary was the Kortney Rose Foundation, founded by Kristen Gillette who’s daughter died of a rare brain tumor at age 9 in 2006.

Having lost a sister to pediatric leukemia, many years ago, covering this particular fund raiser was both bittersweet and a wake-up call. Still, after all these years, more money needs to be put toward research. Specifically for pediatric causes.

Soap box put aside, Flavor Chronicles/ Chef’s in Motion loves a good party, especially where good food is served, so I bring you highlights of this years event.

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