Jennifer & John Maley

We like food. We like to talk about it, look at it, smell it, and devour it. Food is sustenance. It’s history. It’s culture. It’s love. It’s tasty.

Jennifer’s food upbringing: maternal Southerners, paternal Yankees, Georgia soil. Dad cooked stuffed cabbage and peppers, pierogies, meatballs and pot roast. Visits to Grandparents in Connecticut were full of trips to Burr Pond, catching fish for Grandma to pan fry and serve with vegetables from the backyard garden. Back home in Georgia, Mom treated Mema’s recipes, saved on handwritten index cards, like little love notes. She’d make macaroni and cheese and small squares of dressing on special occasions, and tell stories of Big Mama’s fried chicken.

John’s food biography is all South: from his Grandma's homegrown, homemade herb salt to the crabs he helped pull out with traps in Dutchman Bay. He didn't always appreciate Southern vegetables (or any vegetables) as a kid, he's slowly but surely maturing his palate – just don't ask him to eat squash. Or collards. *Jennifer is convinced that she can make John like squash, and soon* 

The nitty gritty: we live in Atlanta’s Ansley Park neighborhood because we like trees and we like walking places. We also like running places. John and Jen shop at farmers markets and eat at restaurants that care about food and the people eating it. We are devoted to testing our limits in the kitchen and will try just about anything once. We like food. We want to tell you about Food We’ve Eaten.