Eleven Hour Day

I recently documented fishermen who were fishing for dungeness crab in the San Francisco Bay. The experience gave me a new perspective on what actually goes on behind the curtain of our food culture. I couldn't help but continue this ongoing exploration (obsession). I contacted a friend who is a chef in Southern California, and asked if I could shadow him for his eleven hour day. In the series of Fishing for Local Fare, I talked about the hands that touch our food—this is an extension of that thought. Exploring a more personal look into the life of a chef at a fine dining establishment.

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San Diego, CA

Salt Lake City, UT

Had the privilege of spending some time with my Dad and a few of his friends in Salt Lake City, UT. After three days of skiing, we took an unguided snowmobiling excursion. These machines have the capability to cover a lot of ground in a short period of time, so we got to take in some beautiful landscapes.

Fishing for Local Fare

It’s amazing to me how much our lives revolve around food. From holidays and vacations to parties and conversation, food has a way of captivating us. It’s unmistakably a part of our culture. While the trends may change from week to week, there remains a constant — the people who make our meals possible. They are the hands that touch our food, and in doing so, touch our lives. This collection of photographs tells that story. John Mellor and company headed out twenty miles off the coast of San Francisco, hoping for a good catch. They dedicated countless hours to the simple notion of bringing fresh, local fare to Bay Area tables.

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Family

Lucky enough to spend time with family in Tybee, GA before the summer came to an end.