My name is Ingrid but my nickname as a child was Ingie; my sister-in-law added the Ms. My sister, mrsm, had been using the forum for some time and got me involved through a Culinary Historians event.
I was born and raised on the north side of Chicago as a first-born, first generation American to parents from Germany. I grew up eating the standard meat, potatoes and vegetables, but my parents did like to take us out to dinner. My dad always insisted that we "at least try" new foods; I was the one who usually did. I don't remember going to fast food restaurants as a child, but we did get take out. We loved to order Chinese and pizza or get corned beef from Ada's Delicatessen and bagels and rye bread from Kaufman's bagel bakery.
My mom worked in a bakery as a child, and then at Meyer's Delicatessen on Lincoln Avenue. Later she worked in a supermarket, but her last job was at Fless Meat Market on Montrose. Needless to say, we always had great deli meat and imported foods at home.
My love affair has always been with baking. As a child of two, I decided to bake a cake for my dad while he was at work. I'm not sure where my mom was (probably cleaning somewhere else in the apartment), but I took my mother's newly filled canisters of flour and sugar and dumped them on the living room sofa. Luckily the sofa had a blanket covering it so it made for easy cleanup for my mom. To this day she doesn't know how I managed to get the canisters off of the counter and carry them to the living room. I eventually learned to bake for real by helping my mom make Christmas cookies and birthday cakes from her Dr. Oetker cookbook. At 10, I learned to bake bread from "Bernie Brothers" baker.
While working in the computer industry in the late 80's and early 90's, I got the nickname "Betty Crocker" since I would bake cakes for birthdays at work. I decided then that if I ever had the time and the money, I would study to be a pastry chef. I eventually was laid off and decided to be a stay-at-home mom for a while. A couple at church owned a TCBY and were adding Mrs. Field's products. They knew I liked to bake and asked if I would come bake for them a couple of days a week. I worked four days a week and ended up running that part of the business. While there, I enrolled in the Pastry Arts program at the College of DuPage. After graduating I did a VERY short stint at Arlington Park Race Track, but thought better of it and was hired to bake in an upscale gourmet shop in Glen Ellyn called "Spice and Easy." My job was to bake all of the cookies and bars and bake the breads for either the bread basket or sandwiches. I sometimes baked the other desserts, quick breads, and helped with a wedding cake or two. Unfortunately, being a baker is not conducive to family life. You have to go in too early and the pay is lousy, so I left when my oldest daughter started school.
To sum up my rather long post, I wouldn't call myself a foodie, but I am one of those people who "live to eat," not "eat to live." I'm the indoor cook and baker and my husband is the man at the grill. He's currently working his way through Gary Wiviot's "Low and Slow."
Ms. Ingie
Life is too short, why skip dessert?