The birth of this story of flavor begins with a 10 year old boy named Roger Joshua Jones III growing up in rural mid-Michigan. This boy decided to start preparing meals for his family of five. Being the youngest kid in the family I presume this decision was two part, first an attempt to bring some exciting flavors into the norm of their Irish-American pallets and second being the attempt to remove himself out of the chore of doing dishes which was assigned  to those whom did not prepare the meal. His excitement and eagerness to experiment with creating beautiful fun and delicious meals followed him into his teens and later college years. While studying ceramics and other studio art avenues in college he worked many jobs associated with the preparation of food from short order chef jobs to high end restaurants.

To us nothing felt like home without the four seasons. We decided we just couldn’t live without the romance of the smell of mud and new life that spring’s first rain brings, the long sunlit days of mid-summer; the feeling of jumping straight into a crisp beautiful lake first thing in the morning after a long night of playing music around a fire with libations and laughter; the crispness of fall as summer says goodbye until next time and the pure pleasure felt when cooking food for loved ones hunkered down in a cozy house surrounded by a wicked snow storm.

Roger proposed to me while we were camping in Joshua Tree National Park. He woke me up in our tent with the sunrise blazing behind him in the background and asked me to marry him, I said yes! We moved back to Michigan and were married in a beautiful Barn in Charlevoix Michigan. The greatest party ever…said the 200 guest who continue to fill our lives with love, graciousness and compassion.