I’m Sketchy and I have a Rainmanesque ability to recite recipes to friends and strangers. I also believe in the power of freeform cookery. This is my attempt to deal with my unrelenting need to test, perfect, discard, and archive my autistic food-related experiments. In my strange world are BabyDaddy, my leftover Dispos-All,  and RockStar, the 7 year old lab monkey for hidden vegetables in seemingly innocuous favorites.

I will let you know what is safe and what is terrifying. I take no responsibility for your individual results if you don’t live in my house, love butter and sodium, or have any english mastiff hair in your kitchen.