My name is Evan Mah, and I was once a very fat kid. When I would shop for clothes with my mom, she had the habit of finding a salesperson and, in a hushed voice, ask, “Where is your husky section?” adding extra hush to “husky.” Regardless, I ate well then, and I still do so now. I credit my love for food to my parents who raised me from the inside of a restaurant. I remember summertime being the worst because I didn’t have the luxury of sleeping late or playing outside with friends everyday. For me it was up at 7am, at the restaurant by 9 and sometime around 10 the old ice machine needed ice and the floors in need of a good sweep.
But all that work I did growing up defines who I am now: a college student in a constant state of hunger. I am obsessed with the idea of food and in class my mind wanders to tastier, more interesting things. Here on this site, I present to you my ramblings, tirades and exultations on all things food. In doing so, I do not pretend to be king of the kitchen or master of the dining room. That said, I know what I want, and I know what I like. At the very least I am master of my own tastebuds.
There runs the possibility I will be unfairly harsh, overly excited, certainly wrong and purposefully contradictory. So goes life. When that post comes (and it will), I will have you know that I welcome comments, abhor trolling, and love discussion.
Why The Name?
Several years ago in a bookstore I came across “The Food Snob’s Dictionary.” Flipping through the pages I read that the “Chilean Seabass” was, in fact, a made-up name to appease people in North America. Its real name was “The Patagonian Toothfish.” For unknown reasons this was shocking news to me. I remember thinking, “What else are they not telling me?!” I’m not sure who the “they” were/are but regardless the name stuck with me.
To See My Portfolio, visit http://evanbmah.com/