Do Anything You Wanna Do: Of life and cheffery
Ahhhh, a day off. When I was in the kitchen, I didn't want to leave, but now that I'm home, I don't want to go back. This is the tension that I've noticed-- the two lives cannot mix-- kitchen and outside the kitchen. I become absorbed, enmeshed in the activity and the rhythms and sounds of the kitchen...the smells.
I'm learning so much and running so much. Lifting so much. Bending so much. Carrying so much. Moving out of the way so much. Falling behind so much. Doing everything slower than everyone else. So much. Standing around and looking like a lost puppy....so much.
I'm learning it, though. I'm understanding much more of the language that once seemed so foreign; the blur of bodies moving now seems to have much more purpose. I know many of the techniques and skills that I need, but now have to make them more confident and expedient. That will take time.
All of this is to say that, as much as I was confident about my bbq and knowledge of cooking, I had never worked in a professional kitchen, let alone one that puts out this high volume of food, so I was uncertain about giving up my day job and whether I could make this transition. It's starting to seem like maybe, just maybe, the gamble (so to speak) was worth it. More than I imagined.
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