A foolish man, I enjoy loud cooking, hot music, and bad football. Raised in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, then 15 years in the Detroit area, playing in bands and slinging hash at restaurants like Slows BBQ, I got an urge to split. Ended up in southwest Washington, just outside of Portland a dog, and a couple shitty cats. Then after almost three years in the NW, we headed back to the UP, Marquette that is.
Now, I run a taco truck with a bunch of friends. It's super glamorous, and ridiculously fun.