When I Get Older, I Will be Stronger 4/25/14 6:52pm
The semester is slowly screeching to a halt and I can feel it in every facet of my life. The hotter weather and clearer skies are pushing for a busier restaurant, which is in turn pushing me, at some points I can almost taste the beautiful feeling of chefdom as it closes its barbed jaws on my will. Fortunately though, my few years of reading everything I can on my trade I can’t say I wasn’t prepared. In truth, I was waiting for this push, like a terrified skinny blonde girl waits for a murderer in her own closet. I’ve had a couple of events while I was away from my journal, one was a school sponsored mixer where I embarrassed myself at a skill tester with a tourne classic cut. The second was a wine dinner at the port, where I embarrassed myself with plating and looking shabby as fuck. Don’t worry though, there are plenty more coming up where I can safely embarrass myself in front of large numbers of people.
Viva la Socially Awkward
P.S. It’s been chilly lately, but that won’t stay I can only hope.