My humble little carbohydrate-loving blog officially turns one year old today, marking not only the first anniversary of my foray into the food-blogging world, but also the day I became a freelance writer.

I left my full-time webstaff job at the Hartford Courant on Oct. 28, 2009, with visions of supporting myself through the written word. It was a decision few understood. After all, I had relative job security (as secure as a job can be in the news industry) and a salary with benefits at a time when unemployment had hit record highs. But I also had dreams, and I felt my writing skills were languishing. (Headlines don’t count. When I worked the breaking news shifts on courant.com, our running joke was that we only needed a save-get key for morning stories. “Shooting in Hartford.” “Carjacking in Hartford.” “Stabbing in Hartford.”)

I also had an idea to start a food blog, figuring I could chronicle my dining experiences and cooking adventures while sharpening my writing. After all, I hadn’t had a full-time writing job since 2005. And that’s where my mentor and savior Jeanne Leblanc came in. Self-employed as a web consultant after leaving the Courant herself in 2009, she offered to build me a site as a wedding present. She is responsible for the design, structure, back-end HTML and functionality of Fun With Carbs (not to mention those flowing red wine and delicious baguette images), and I can’t thank her enough for her hard work, talent and support. More than just technical assistance, Jeanne provided a listening ear and a steady stream of good humor as I started out on my own. Everyone should have that kind of backup when they’re making a life-changing decision.

Fun With Carbs opened more doors for me than I thought possible. Within a few months, I had been asked to help judge a culinary competition at UConn, gained press access to the Mohegan Sun WineFest and caught the attention of Five Guys Burgers and Fries with a quick post about our visit to their Worcester location.

Not only was it tremendously fun, but it helped prove that I could write. Even though I’d worked for the Courant for more than three years, my editor colleagues knew me as a web producer, the person they could come to for help with online story placement, photo galleries and multimedia extras. Now they knew I had chops as a writer, and began to call on me for more assignments.

I published features on “foodie” couples and restaurants’ use of social media in the Courant, making invaluable contacts along the way – media professionals and fellow Connecticut gourmands that I still speak to regularly. This list of excellent people only grew when I did another feature on local food bloggers. I now have even more friends that I can text or email to share news of an upcoming event, a must-try restaurant dish or a successful recipe. It’s a great feeling.

Most importantly, my independent attempt at food writing led to the two steady professional gigs I enjoy most today: the A La Carte blog for the Courant / CTNow.com and my biweekly contributions to the A La Carte restaurant column in the Courant’s Flavor section. Through these avenues, I’ve met some of the state’s most passionate and gifted chefs and restaurateurs (and eaten some knock-your-socks-off meals along the way.) I’ve also had the opportunity to attend culinary events like the Taste of the Nation in Hartford and the upcoming Foxwoods Food & Wine Festival. Oh, and do you remember when I interviewed Anthony Bourdain?

I’ve had a hell of a year and I can’t wait to see what comes next. There are so many people to thank for their support – my phenomenal husband Rob (we were only one month into marriage when this all began,) my parents and family; my great friends, my former Courant buddies who’ve stayed in regular touch and advocated for me for assignments; my generous editors in the Features department; my fellow bloggers for their inspiration, guidance and innovation and so many more.

Happy Birthday, Fun With Carbs. I think you deserve a Funfetti cake.

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Photo credit: Sara Grant / ctnow.com

My latest work for the Hartford Courant is a look at some of Connecticut’s most beloved pizzerias. It’s in photo gallery form, so it’s visually delicious. Just a warning.

I have to admit that there was some trepidation when I filed this story…Connecticut has a stellar reputation when it comes to pizza, and picking a lineup of 10 places is damn near impossible. You could select 100 great pizzerias in this state and someone would still feel slighted.

If you’re in the north central part of Connecticut, one of my favorite local places, Sam Buca’s in the Broad Brook section of East Windsor, has some of the best crust I’ve ever bitten into. During the warmer months, it’s fun to grab a pizza there and then head to Collins Creamery for a treat.

Roger Ball (right) with AWB's biggest fan

There’s fandom, and then there’s obsession. Some think that my father’s fervor for 1970s group Average White Band crosses into the latter category. But there’s something to be said about music love that lasts 40 years.

When I heard that AWB’s original saxophonist Roger Ball would be playing as part of Pizzeria Lauretano’s Sunday jazz night, I passed along the news. It was a win-win. Music-obsessed dad, pizza-obsessed daughter. Fun for all. So Dad made the long trek down from Worcester.

Lauretano’s jazz nights are apparently the hottest ticket in town, though – it seemed as if everyone in the joint had known each other for years. I have Amy Kundrat and Judith Joiner to thank for fitting us in. Much appreciated!

Since this is a food blog, I won’t keep you waiting for pictures.

Dad's pizza: a white pie with mozzarella and ricotta

My margherita pizza, with tomato sauce, mozzarella and fresh basil

Breadsticks at the table, with a fruity glass of Montepulciano

Lauretano’s pizza was every bit as good as I’d been told. Thin-crust, New Haven style, cooked quickly in a wood-fired brick oven. Though the topping choices were numerous (a table next to us got what looked like sliced steak and tomatoes on their pie), I wanted to try the classic margherita. The tomato sauce had excellent fresh flavor, and the crust was softer (and a bit thicker) than your average brick-oven pie, which pleased this bread lover. I stole bites of my dad’s pizza, with lumps of delicious creamy ricotta.

It was fun to introduce my dad to pizza, southern Connecticut style. Pizza in Massachusetts is normally of the Greek variety, round and pan-baked with a thicker crust. He loved it, along with the local Foxon Park soda. I also loved the thin, buttery-tasting breadsticks at our table, accompanied by small ramekins of good olive oil.

Ah, if only this pizza was not located 90 minutes from my home.


Pizzeria Lauretano, 291 Greenwood Ave, Bethel. 203-792-1500

Though we live just steps from Massachusetts, the Connecticut shoreline is only about an hour’s drive. Despite its relative proximity, our weekend away felt like an honest-to-goodness vacation. Here are some images from our trip:

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Sept. 26, 2009: Westbrook, CT

Married for one year. Still can’t believe it, although in some ways it feels much longer. (Trust me, that’s not a negative.)

To celebrate, we decided to spend a weekend at the Connecticut shoreline, with visits to Groton, Mystic, Stonington and Westbrook. Naturally, our celebration involved a lot of seafood and local wine.

The best meal, however, was our anniversary dinner at Westbrook’s Cafe Routier. From first cocktail to the final bites of entrees, our experience was outstanding.

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