Preface

Franklin D. Roosevelt said in his inaugural speech of 1932 that “…the only thing to fear is fear itself.” Clearly he thought he was speaking for everyone, irrespective of disability, he being the wheelchair-bound authority on it. But as a past and future businessman, and an American who is legally blind, I’d like to point out another thing he mentions later in that same speech. “[The rulers of our material exchanges] have no vision, and without vision the people perish.” Rubbish I say—to both. Why? Because the paroxysms of terror that wrack my body at the thought of preparing food for others while seeing life through a piece of wax paper is a healthy and valid fear. My therapist says so, so it must be true. And since a specter is not the author of this blog--ghost writer…get it?--I have obviously not perished from this condition. With your help, though, I plan not to tear away the wax paper, but incorporate it into baking and cooking in ways other than keeping cookie dough off the countertops. Together let’s use our aggregate wiki-lectualism to shed light on the mysteries of the culinary arts that our sighted counterparts have been jealously guarding for millennia! (A shout out here to my sighted friends; woot woot! Who’s my cream puff?)