An Interesting Development

I keep meaning to start this blog up again, but I don't know what direction to take it. It started just as a means to write down the food related things I was doing. But then came the boom of food blogs/food lifestyle things and it seems like niches are covered. So now what?



Just write when I'm in the mood, I guess. Did I write about this before? I wouldn't be surprised, I am known to get stuck in loops.



Moving on.



A couple of weeks ago it was Julia Child's birthday. Exactly two weeks ago. She would be 105 if she was still kicking. Being the notable food person she was, people posted on social media Julia Child things. Pictures, videos, and quotes. Lots of quotes. And there was one in particular that rang true:

Passion. Interest. Food.

I feel like I've been in limbo for a while. What am I supposed to be when I grow up? Where is my life going? What am I making for dinner tonight?

The upside of my field of work is that I will always have work and will always be able to find work if I need it. I am at a state when I'm comfortable enough to be able to do the things I've wanted to do. Like taking culinary classes. Buying residences. Adult things.

But even though I have this ability to do what I want (and generally when I want it), I feel stagnant. Running around but still in the same place. I need a shake up.

I applied for a kitchen job at a restaurant.

Every now and then I would look at the help wanted section and read the descriptions thinking "this would be cool." Usually I think that and then close the window and get back to work. But a couple of weeks ago, I clicked on the link and filled out an application.

To be honest, I didn't think much of it. At least I applied. But the strangest thing... I heard back and scheduled an interview. I scheduled an interview after an impromptu trip out to Connecticut and back, with no sleep and running on coffee fumes. And from what I remember it wasn't bad... some talk about the job, but a whole lot of me rambling on about food things. I walked out of there thinking, that was a decent interview... but I'm not holding my breath.

A week went by, and nothing. I sent off an email because I was asked to do that if I heard nothing. The response back was a job offer.

Holy moly... I got it!

Immediately, I sent a text off to M and he was just as excited as I was. I think this will be a good thing.

I'll write again about my first two days as a prep cook. This post must be pretty long at this point.