My partner-in-crime looking into the Pacific Ocean in Muir Beach, CA
One year ago, I was living in the Washington, DC area. I had just quit my advertising job and was working at a restaurant in order to get enough restaurant experience to enroll in culinary school. Since then, I have enrolled at the Culinary Institute of America- Greystone, which is in Napa Valley in California. My boyfriend and I sold his condo, packed and moved all of our belongings across the country into an apartment in San Francisco, and some of my belongings to a dorm room in Saint Helena, CA (down the street from school). I got a part-time job in the tasting room of a fantastic winery. I have completed two semesters of school and am now in New Orleans completing my culinary externship at a big, beautiful, fabulous restaurant, and I will be here til the end of January. I’ve gone from daydreaming and cooking at home to working my ass off in a demanding restaurant, a place that is a different experience than simply enjoying the act of cooking. It’s about speed and efficiency, problem solving and working under the gun. But it’s also about learning how to make the best food you possibly can, no exceptions. Being here is a challenge, but it is very rewarding.
So, there’s that. I’ve missed you my darling blog, and readers. I wonder if any of you still come around? If you do come by, only to be confronted with an obscenely out of date post on the Day of the Dead, I offer you my apologies. But, as you can see I have had a few things going on lately. And they are the kind of things that, if all goes well, will result in many more awesome and exciting posts about food. Perhaps I will have a chance to share something I’ve learned with you on my next day off…when and if that happens soon. I may have to break from my typical blog format of a recipe and photo in order to share some of the amazing things that have been going on in school with you... so stay tuned! For now, I must run to work.