¡Hola, me llamo, David! I’m the creator, author, photographer, chef & grand master of culinary debauchery behind A Bachelor & His Grill.
I’ve heard that every great story starts with a girl… on the other hand, for better or worse, mine starts with a grill. I’m your prototypical country boy from the Midwest, born & raised on the cornfields of southwest Michigan – I’ve always had a passion for outdoor cooking, travel & adventure.
Over the years I’ve drank like water all I could consume in a never-ending informal education of the culinary arts. Along this journey, I’ve traveled from a young college buck losing myself in the minutia of boiling water to being recognized as an expert in the field of outdoor cooking, a published author & photographer, an awarded recipe developer, international brand ambassador, a national television cooking personality, winner of the 2015 National Outdoor Cooking Chopped Competition, &
unbeknownst to the organization the future marquee pitching prospect of the Detroit Tigers (we can all dream, right?).
Over the last decade, behind the scenes, I’ve meticulously juggled a demanding professional schedule as an executive in the wealth management industry (banker by day,
batman culinary entrepreneur by night), balancing countless personal & community commitments, all while tirelessly pursuing those passions that truly fuel the flames of my soul.
Beyond the suit & tie, I’m single (hence the “bachelor” moniker), madly in love with creating amazing fare, tossing back a fantastic chilled beverage, & globe-trotting God’s Green Earth in search of epic adventure! I’m so fortunate to be surrounded by the most supportive, caring family, 2 beautiful children & a close group of friends who’ve demonstrated themselves to be ~91% positively influential (and, most days some days not positively influential at all).
Can’t find me online or hosting cooking programs on television? I’m most likely at the gym, volunteer coaching little league baseball, or in process of attempting to quench a chronic sense of wanderlust.
The Earth is my playground – My inspiration – The fuel that ignites, “A Bachelor & His Grill.”
Over the last several years I’ve ventured from sea to shining sea & one side of the world to the next. From diving in hammer head shark breading grounds of the Pacific, to trekking across barren deserts of Western Australia and the Fjords of Scandinavia, deep through the rain forests of eastern Ecuador & northern Tasmania, to skydiving through the heavens thousands of feet above the Great Lakes, from pint of Guinness to pint of Guinness in the old world pubs of Ireland & Scotland, to hiking the highest of snow-covered mountain ranges and glaciers of Patagonia, onto strolling the golden sand beaches & aquamarine waters of Kauai’s Na’poli Coastline.
To the matter at hand – As you’d presume at this juncture, I also host a little food blog – mostly a littering of semi-sarcastic humor, a dose of crazy delicious fare, a medium to share my exploits from one continent to the next, & a connection point with some of the most fantastically beautiful people I have ever met. You should check it out – It’s a legit website – with words, pictures & everything.
I make grub like THIS (see food pornography sandwiching these words), take photos of it, devour it, subsequently write about it, then travel across the country talking about it on television… Not a horrible gig.
Plus, I like to eat. So, unquestionably a Win/Win.
Through this blog, I’ll share some of my very favorite recipes, demonstrating how to simply create phenomenal fare using elementary, assesssable techniques, & fresh, local resources. Along the way I’ll toss in a dose of my journey in bachelorhood & culinary debauchery – the good, bad & sometimes ugly – All with intent to provide a bit of insight & smidgen of inspiration for that place where real rockstar fare is created – Off-camera, over the flame, alongside family, friends & those you love the most.
Okay. Okay. Enough chatter from this guy. If you’re not completely bored out of your mind reading the aforementioned babble (and prior to my fingers numbing from typing another paragraph of this eulogy-like commentary), below I’ve jotted a few likes / dislikes. If we can agree upon just a handful in each category, I’m pretty sure you have a new best friend & (through magic of the internet) located your life-long, no-questions-asked, partner-in-culinary-crime.
THINGS I LIKE: Summer weekends on Lake Michigan. Honesty. Spontaneity. My daughter’s smile. My son still being okay w/ hugs from Dad. Afternoon baseball lawn seats with a beer so big it needs 2 handles. Working w/ a sense of passion. Hot Yoga. Camping and s’mores over the bonfire. Saturday night movies & Chinese takeout. Getting dirty in the kitchen. Lions & Tigers, but NOT the Bears. Art Prize. Loyalty. Jet-setting a world away. Flying home. Black dresses. Post-it Notes. Scary movies & costumes for Halloween. Chocolate. A challenge. Telling it like it is. Being told it like it is. Live music. Celebrating birthdays ALL week long. Telling bad jokes… more than once. Punctuality. Fishing. Coldplay. Seinfeld references. Cutting a rug. Kicking ass & occasionally taking names. People who brush their teeth. A Bachelor & His Grill (what a marvelously creative fella, one devilishly handsome dude, & pretty hilarious to boot). Pretending I’m on a big ‘ole boat anytime I hear music by Akon. Paying it forward to those most deserving. Blue jeans & T’s for all occasions. People who are unafraid to be themselves. Knowing something fantastically life-changing is just around the corner.
THINGS I DO NOT LIKE: Mayonnaise. Excuses. Talking in the 3rd person. Dating. Cigarette smoke. Irrational senses of entitlement. Reality TV. My headphones knotted like a rat’s nest no matter how neatly I put them away. People who are $hitty parents (y’all deserve a spanking you won’t forget). Stepping in dog poop – Ain’t nobody got time for that. Starbucks. Dudes wearing skinny Jeans – I feel claustrophobic at the thought of squirming into a pair of those nightmarish fashion disasters. Mumblers. Emotionally charged decision-making. The baggy pants falling off your a$$ – buy a belt, clown. Crop Dusters. The music of my generation now playing in loop at the grocery store. The picture you took of yourself in the bathroom mirror then subsequently posted the Social Network for public consumption. Your drama. Anti-climactic conclusions to long lists. Cell phones on a date. Stick People Families on mini-vans – we get it – you have a family… & a dog… & a cat… & a mini-van. Tequila & my missing left shoe. Fast “food.” Bieber. Animal hair on anything that is not an animal. Liars. People who require multiple parking spots for 1 vehicle. November-April weather in the Midwestern USA. Bluetooth headsets worn as fashion accessories – You sir are a douché. Mediocrity. Sleeping in. People walking on the gym treadmill while watching Maurey Povich. Couples wearing matching outfits (unless both are dressed head to toe in denim… then, I think we can agree – that’s perfectly normal).
So, my friend, here’s to a long life and a merry one, a good girl and a pretty one, a cold bottle and another one. -David
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