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it’s been a few years

it’s been a while since i came on here regularly. i’ve been so busy with work that i haven’t had time to mindlessly scroll on my computer and reblog every black and white photo of cute girls and hip-hop icons. lulz.

anyways, here i am. not going to do a recap of the last year, just gonna jump in.

i drove to memphis this weekend to see a friend who is a teacher down there. definitely a new experience as i’ve never driven more than 5 hours but it was cool. the weather there is amazing, the neighborhoods i saw were nice, and the good was memorable (no bbq though, what a shame). while there, i realized that no matter how accomplished i felt back home with my career, nothing compares to moving to a new city and learning how to walk alone. major props.

during a 9 hour drive once has a lot of time to think to themselves. this car smells like pizza. that truck driver is most likely falling asleep. did i forget my charger? what am i doing with my life?i realized that i needed to a) pursue my career with as much passion and dedication as i can and b) i need to move out of my parents house.

upon arrival, i did laundry, organized my stuff, and set up my knife roll, chef coat, and clogs. i was on a mission. woke up the next day, went to work at my parents restaurant and told them i was going to find a second job. i had a few places in mind but one in particular. first stop was northwestern cutlery to get my knife fixed. i went there, picked up a new spoon, and gathered myself (no pun intended, you’ll see later this week) to get ready to interview/stage.

i stopped at a few places, talked to the chef, set up stages, but half-heartedly because i already had one in mind. this is the place i want to grow in.

it was snowing and gusty as fuck. i looked through the front door and there was chef, in the open kitchen just like i remember a year ago. i knocked, he opened. i asked him if he remembered me, he said yes, we talked for a bit, and offered me a friday dinner service. i have my foot in the door.

this is what i’m doing.