About

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Hi my name is Elena Vazquez and I write and take pictures for this blog.  I also cook… a lot.  After attending The International Culinary Center I worked at Cafe Boulud and The Modern.  Now I work in test kitchens around New York City.

Eat Drink and Travel

Eating and traveling are my two pleasures and my two vices.  I started Eat Drink and Travel in 2009 as an outlet for my thoughts on food and travel.  I didn’t have a clear idea of where I wanted to take my career so I traveled and I wrote for this blog.

On this blog you will find some of my recipes along with their stories.  I love cooking for my boyfriend Jon, my family, friends, and my endlessly, ravenous dogs hoping to snag some scraps that fall to the floor.  As a professional cook I sometimes find it hard to put recipes to paper because in the kitchen I fall into the trap of ‘cook it until its done‘ instead of giving an exact time or ‘make it taste good‘ instead of listing each spice.  My chefs would tell me to make it sexy, make it taste good, and make it work.  This blog is where I always strive to make it taste good.

 Background

I grew up in a big, loud and crazy Spanish family.  I say that with a lot of love and a lot of sincerity.  We always had something in our fridge that scared off most of my childhood friends (octopus, live lobsters, barnacles) that weren’t used to seeing their food move before they ate it.  When we eat we fill our table to the brim and we always leave a single portion on each plate (la vergüenza del Gallego) because we didn’t dare eat the last bite.

My family had multiple Spanish restaurants so naturally my dad didn’t want me to follow in his footsteps.  The hours are long and the work is tough.  As a kid I was at the restaurant often times making myself Shirley Temples behind the bar or accidentally setting the comic section of the newspaper on fire as I read them over the candle centerpiece at the bar.

 

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Who is he?

At my first restaurants I met a fellow cook.  I noticed how he never gave me as much work to do as the others.  We became friends and spent many nights conversing after work at one of the bars that was open after our shift.  He would walk me to my car and open doors.  I liked to kiss him in the walk-in when no one was looking.  Now he is a Chef and I get to eat his cooking.  We moved to our little apartment in Astoria, Queens where we live now with our lovable puppy Oliver.  He has a black mask over his face and a huge, goofy smile, Oliver not Jon.

What’s with the dogs?

When you read this blog you will notice a small obsession with dogs, in particular my loves the New Yorker Oliver and the Jersey Boy Nico.  I am never happier than when I am running around my backyard chasing the tails of my two pups.

Oliver and Nico

 

 

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