I know you all want to know. What it’s like? Is it different to not be a ‘stage’ anymore? Did you make the right choice?
This week has been emotional. I left two jobs that I adored. A life that was starting to seem attainable. Places where I felt comfortable and skilled, ironically. But, my new job? Mistral Kitchen? People, I am playing with the big boys. Read the rest of this entry »
What. A. Week.
Let’s just get one thing out of the way. I had to get stitches on Wednesday. Oh yeah. Wednesday around 2:30, just an hour and a half after I arrived at work. Not to mention Wednesday is my Monday. And, I had to take a cab to work. So, when I went to drive myself to my Mom’s office, after cutting myself on the sharp metal anchovy can while making a broken Caesar-like vinaigrette, I realized Erik had the car . <insert curse word here>. I had to pull Erik out of an important meeting so he could drive me fifteen miles north to the arms of my Mama. Three stitches an a tetanus shot later, I was home-ridden. Unable to cook. This is the second time I have ever had to leave the restaurant from cutting myself.
This has been a long, long week of cooking. Lots of newness, and experiments, and some tride and trues. Right now, it is 3:45 in the afternoon on Monday, and I am still lying in bed. At 10:45 last night, I almost collapsed on top of my beige down comforter, refusing to brush my teeth, and shower away ten hours of cooking at Delancey, but I convinced myself not to be lazy. I slept for a full twelve hours, and have been watching trashy television, eating Amy’s frozen burritos and monster cookies from my amazing sister in law, while snuggling with the dog and playing around on Twitter.
My prediction is that I will be doing this exact same thing until tomorrow morning, leaving the responsibility of laundry and unloading the dishwasher until the sun rises again. Yes. It has been a long week. Read the rest of this entry »
05 Jan
I really like you, 2010. You have me motivated to cook like I have never cooked before. I mean, like yesterday, I cooked for four hours. Just for fun. And, the day before, another full day of cooking. Maybe it is because the last phase of my “Stage” is about to come to an end [...]
04 Jan
To begin. I really wanna say something, but I am afraid I’ll jinx myself.
What the heck. Okay, here it goes! I think 2010 is going to be pretty much ridiculously awesome. Now, that the proclamation is over, I want to tell you about my trip to Portland for anniversary/food tour/new years eve celebration which started off [...]
01 Jan
Last year, as I was sitting in a small moldy apartment in Amsterdam with our best friends Drew and Josh, making New Year’s resolutions, I never pictured 2009 going this way. Long conversations about my career were had with Drew, one of my best friends from the ballet world, but I never dreamed I would [...]
28 Dec
My arms are tired, and it has nothing to do with my new commitment to work out. Yes, I actually have to make a commitment to myself to work out now that I don’t exercise for a living. Stop laughing. You know, your body goes to shit when you stop moving and then eat/cook for [...]
25 Dec
The bookshelf sat in the kitchen, in a sunny nook where the four person table and the golden retriever also shared it’s space. It was black metal, with inclining shelves that got shorter has they got further from the floor. Those shelves were packed with books. So, packed, in fact, that you would almost pull [...]
22 Dec
Fa La La La La, La La La La! I have two weeks off from cooking. Which, is amazing, because this means I will actually get reacquainted with my OWN kitchen for a while. I am still not used to my burners, and people, I have lived here since September. One pilot light clicks, I [...]
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Posted by Kari on February 7th, 2010
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