About Us: Our Story is a Diary of a Delicious Life
For forty years, our kitchen was a place of loving chaos. It was for fueling our children before school and reheating dinner after long days at work. Now, the house is quiet, the pace is slower, and this kitchen has become something new entirely: our time machine.
Hello, I’m Eleanor, I’m 68. The man who has been my partner on every adventure is my husband, Richard, who is 70. Welcome to Delish Diarist—our personal journal of recreating a lifetime of delicious memories, right here in the room that has seen it all.
You see, for most of our lives, we collected flavors instead of souvenirs. Richard’s work took us all over the world, and we made a promise to always eat like the locals. We learned to love the sharp tang of fresh lime from a street cart in Mexico, the deep comfort of a slow-cooked tagine from a riad in Morocco, and the simple perfection of pasta from a tiny shop in Florence.
Our real challenge began when we came home for good. We had this incredible, unwritten diary of tastes and smells locked away in our memories. The question became: how do we bring those moments back to life?
Why “Delish Diarist”?
Our kitchen became our studio. Richard, with his incredible memory for detail, would be the one to say, “Remember that little café in Paris? The soup had a hint of tarragon.” I would be the one to translate that memory into a recipe, chronicling our process. This blog is that diary.
Each recipe we post is an entry. It’s a story of a time and a place, a chronicle of a delicious moment we shared. A “Delish Diarist” entry isn’t just about ingredients and steps; it’s about the feeling of being there. The final taste is our reward—the moment a simple spoonful can transport us right back to that cherished memory.
We created this for fellow travelers, for empty-nesters looking for a new shared project, and for anyone who believes that food is the most powerful way to tell a story. This is our legacy of love, served on a plate.
Meet the Diarists
- Richard (70): The Lead Navigator. He’s the keeper of the memories, the one with the impeccable palate who can recall the subtle flavors of a meal we had decades ago.
- Eleanor (68): That’s me. The Chief Diarist. I’m the one who translates Richard’s memories and our experiments into the stories and recipes you read here.
Thank you for opening our diary. We hope it inspires you to start writing—or tasting—your own.
With a lifetime of love,
Eleanor & Richard