Suffering for her Art

What was life like as the mother of a five-year-old Emeril? Of Rachel Ray? Of Paula Dean? I am really wondering these days. I wish they would write books about being forced to try all those early "recipes" of the future great chefs. All I know is that today I had to eat an "apple sandwich." The bread was cut into quarters and slices of apples were stuffed between two quarters. She came up with the concept on her own and made one especially for me. She's very proud.