Patrick Lewis

I'm Patrick Lewis, and my love affair with cooking started in my grandmother Dorothy's cramped kitchen in Buffalo, New York, where she'd let me roll out pierogi dough at age six while Patsy Cline played on her ancient radio. The smell of onions caramelizing in butter still makes me think of her chipped yellow countertops and that tiny window overlooking her tomato plants. Since 2011, I've been developing recipes professionally, though my biggest breakthrough came in 2017 when I finally nailed my grandmother's secret ingredient for her famous lasagna - a pinch of nutmeg in the béchamel sauce, which she'd never written down. These days I live in Portland, Oregon with my wife Sarah and our daughter Maya (age 9), who thinks my obsession with documenting every recipe in a weathered Moleskine notebook is totally weird. When I'm not in the kitchen, I'm usually biking around town with our rescue mutt Cooper or hosting backyard movie nights with neighbors. My kitchen quirk? I absolutely cannot cook without my lucky Red Sox cap - my wife tried to wash it once and I almost called off dinner entirely. It's seen better days, but so have most of my cast iron pans.