So, despite the fact that I have made a few posts on this blog, albeit quite some time ago, I have decided to start fresh. Why? ...Glad you asked.
After spending two years at SUNY Stony Brook studying business management, I finally realized I wasn't happy. It was the same daily grind 4 days a week. Miserable classes, annoying little college students asking annoying little college student questions, redundant and boring curiculum, THE WORKS. Well, about 6 months ago I finally pulled my head out of my ass long enough to hear the warnings of my predecessers. I have exposed to people who, on a regular basis, complained about what they do, their boss, how much money they make, etc. etc. etc. The more people I met the more one thing became obvious. We only live once, unless your Hindu than maybe you're lucky enough to come back as a Kobe Beef Cow (Courtesy of Tim Schay), and you better damn well spend most of time doing what you love and loving what you do. I think it's quite ironic how such a commonly known addage of, "If you love what you do, you'll never work a day in your life" is so frequently dismissed and we put our heads down and tunnel through misery. Anyways... the moral of the story is, after tunneling through 2 years of my misery, I decided Stony Brook was a waste of my time. I had an epiphany and it led me to the French Culinary Institute at 462 Broadway in Manhattan. So my system restart is referring to the new endeavor I have ventured down. I am currently about 10 hours into a 600 hour program. I have been taught many new french words that wouldn't have shocked my soul if I never heard or spoke of them and in about 20 minutes I can manage to perfectly, and I mean damn perfectly, macedoine a turnip. The rest of this blog will be my outpouring of experiences throughout the next few months. The classes look great, the staff is superb, thus far, and I am definitely looking forward to being able to make a mean pork belly.
I am going to forego filling you in on the first two days of my experiences but I will leave you with this. After completing the first portion of a sanitation and safety course, including food supply and emerging pathogens of food borne illness, I STRONGLY URGE YOU to NEVER EAT A FROZEN HAMBURGER PATTY EVER. and when I say NEVER EVER. I mean NEVER AGAIN. ....EVER. No bubba burgers, no whitecastle burgers. None. Unless you ground ribeye and froze it yourself, don't eat it; For the love of God.
Goodnight!
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
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That was an appropriate rant following our previous burger post. Go chef, go!
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