Hi, I'm Dana.

See where I’ve been.

And more importantly why: YOU + me = a match (made in food industry heaven).


As a personal-chef-turned-food-industry-writer, I serve up copy and content your in-house staff doesn’t have the time to craft.

Basically, I write things that rise above the din to get the results clients crave.

Need more?
Let’s lift the lid on how I’ve come to help
my clients shine.

Food + business is in my DNA: I was raised in my family’s restaurant, where I was a fixture and free laborer. That is, until the age of thirteen, when I got wise and demanded a “real” job within the business, along with a respectable wage. I scored both. Buoyed by that heady win, I knew then that having savvy skills would help me go far.

And yes, I eventually stepped out of the kitchen to pursue other employment, honing not only my writing chops — crafting such materials as web content, marketing emails, press releases, and the like — but also my ability to ditch drama and get right to the core of things. (Ah, the things my college degree never taught me …)

Then there’s the personal chef thing … (joined the United States Personal Chef Association; trained for and started my own chef business; gained clients with spot-on marketing materials; developed recipes; and cooked up lip-smacking food.)

So it’s a no-brainer that I gravitated toward writing about food + business.

Today, I’ve taken my food expertise and what I’ve learned along the way to specialize in writing for the food industries I love best: food tech, food science, and food service.

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Interested in working with me?

A few more morsels to chew on …

🌲 As a recent Maine transplant (along with my husband and our feline companion), I love living in a state where trees outnumber people.

🤣 I believe laughter makes {almost} everything better.

🌶️ I’d say I’m a little spicy and never bitter.
Others describe me as bold, authentic, and compassionate.

📙 When not writing or cooking, I can be found curling up with a memoir or cook book, strolling along rocky coves — or honestly, tucked in, sleeping. (If sleeping were an Olympic sport, I know I’d medal🥇)