During the Great Depression, my grandparents found themselves leaving their humble beginnings behind to make the journey from Oklahoma to California. It was here in the Central Valley that my parents met, married, and opened Welch's Cafe, a small local eatery in Salida, CA where I learned to appreciate honest and wholesome food.

    I spent every afternoon smelling the wonderful aromas that drifted from the cafe's kitchen to the dining room. These scrumptious meals were humble and nurturing, and almost always served to me by my older sister. I loved being a part of the Welch's Cafe family, as they gathered around the table to share stories, laughter, and the love of our home-style food. It was there I realized the power of food and family.

    I learned that good food matters.

    I learned that family matters.

    At My Garden Cafe we use the freshest ingredients and make really good food- that is often served, once again, by my older sister, or my cousin, niece or one of our extended Garden Cafe family members. It is here, gathered around these tables, sharing stories, laughter and our love of home-style food, I’m reminded that when you put good food and family together, that’s what really matters.