The Willamette Valley is Eyrie

It was 1985 and Grando and his brother Ned were in the backseat of a light blue Volkswagen Bus leaving Dundee and heading down the 5 freeway on their way to Dana Point in Orange County, when it was not as fancy as it is today. After experiencing their toddler and part of their school-age years in Dundee, his parents had enough of the rain and were on their way to Southern California for the sun and so their dad could work in Long Beach where he could take his electrical skills to the commercial level rather than the small town of Dundee. Grando left his birth town in the 2nd grade and him and his brother met friends like Leo and Jad. They played on the swings, doing flips and acrobatics standing out from the other kids at Summercreek Elementary. Grando and Ned were really close but fought all the time. Physically, verbally and mentally they tore each other apart. When Ned got older he moved back to the Willamette Vally where he was the best chef in the region. During his dark years, his mask was kind, but his heart was cold. He lived on a horse that was high, but his spirit seemed low. Overall, bright and dark times, he was an incredible guy and an extremely talented chef who was a master of his palate and sharp knives…