I am a French-American sommelier living in Lyon. I have two children while collecting more and more Beaujolais. My American heritage led me to wine; my French heritage taught me that if you're eating Kanson and having a bad day, it's no big deal for wine to appear at the breakfast table. My content is for parents who refuse to pretend they don't need a nice cold drink for dinner. I use the matching degree of chicken nuggets and response to crying to evaluate wine, share a pot of worry-free dishes to the end, and remind you every day: if it is worth it, "right amount" means you can have another cup.

I’m a working-class lad from East London who grew up watching my nan stretch a pound into a feast. I left school at sixteen, worked every kitchen job you can imagine, and now I’m here to prove that great food doesn’t need fancy ingredients or a trust fund. My content is unpolished, honest, and loud—just like my family dinners. I specialize in budget-friendly comfort food, leftovers that taste better the next day, and the kind of recipes your nan would actually recognize. I don’t do foam, I don’t do tweezers, and I definitely don’t apologize for using MSG.