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Cats On Toast: June 2009
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The oher shoe did drop. At the end of my first quarter of culinary school, I remember having this downward spiral freak out. I was at my mom's apartment, and she aptly pointed out to me, "If you aren't perfect, or the best, you feel threatened.". My own mother calling me out. The horror INDEED. So this all night panic attack. I think I tried too hard to swing in the other direction to counter-act my usual, 'I'll do it later' attitude, into 'Finish it now, asswipe! Amusing Freudian slip for you. Granted, ...
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Cats On Toast: Thicker skin, thinner pasta.
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Thicker skin, thinner pasta. With spring quarter classes over and my stepson's summer visit with us over, I knew I had to find a job. I had what I thought was a promising interview with a "mobile restaurant" that resulted in fuck-all (really, don't tell someone you'll call them once you've completed the work schedule if you aren't going to hire them- that's cold! Then I had a somewhat unpromising interview that did result in a call back for me to make pasta. Not with a job offer, but for a stage. Anyway,...
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Cats On Toast: July 2010
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Preface to my post:. I have to admit, I've been taken aback by how many people have been asking me why I haven't been updating my blog. Thanks, dudes! I didn't know that many people read it (I don't usually get much feedback in the way of comments.clearly my old LiveJournal spoiled me). I mostly wasn't updating out of sheer laziness, and to a lesser extent everything I felt compelled to write about was far too personal. I know! I could barley handle it. (Sorry.). Haha, that's a fucking joke, dummy. W...
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Cats On Toast: April 2009
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Clarification and some other things. I don't want to leave my ten readers with the impression that I don't take accountability for myself, so let me explain something I should have prefaced my interaction with Chef Nelson Muntz with (rude, vest- get it? I was at the bar in the restaurant with a friend, and our server caught wind of my being in culinary school. She then insisted on having Chef Muntz come out and meet me. I asked her not to- I was drunk! So, stop taking long pulls from the haterade. I thou...
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Cats On Toast: January 2009
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Last week was sort of a shock because I had no idea how difficult it would be to make so much food in a couple of hours. Tuesday, I was on sandwiches being sold to whomever it is that eats at the community college. I just hoped they would sell. What I did: fresh mozzarella, arugula, roasted red peppers and tapenade on foccacia. Re-cap of past weeks I've neglected this blog and then some. Let the door hit ya where the good lord split ya! Now it's the second quarter, and I feel a lot less intimidated by th...
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Cats On Toast: The oher shoe did drop.
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The oher shoe did drop. At the end of my first quarter of culinary school, I remember having this downward spiral freak out. I was at my mom's apartment, and she aptly pointed out to me, "If you aren't perfect, or the best, you feel threatened.". My own mother calling me out. The horror INDEED. So this all night panic attack. I think I tried too hard to swing in the other direction to counter-act my usual, 'I'll do it later' attitude, into 'Finish it now, asswipe! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Cats On Toast: September 2008
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Coffee, forced socialization, orientation, quails' eggs. Without any reasonable excuse, I've already fallen behind on my project of documenting my culinary school experience. Yeah! That's what I'm doing here. It makes you feel extremely tense and uncomfortable? That was how that was for me. After the show, we shuffled off to our classes, where we read many syllabuses. Week one, to be continued.). Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile. Love You Like Cooked Food. Dlisted - Be Very Afraid.
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Cats On Toast: Amusing Freudian slip for you.
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Amusing Freudian slip for you. While typing up my paper on the history of women in professional kitchens, I meant to type, ".and studied privately with well-regarded chefs," but actually wrote "well-raged chefs". Total accident. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Love You Like Cooked Food. Dlisted - Be Very Afraid. Eric Ripert Avec Eric. Lil Dicks That Cant Fuck. NYT Dining and Wine. One D at a Time. Professional Sweetheart, Former Kid Detective: SOCKS UP. Who Did What To Who.
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Cats On Toast: November 2009
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A couple of things regarding my previous post. I shouldn't blame Mr Blake. I think my susceptibility has much to do with my unfortunate make-up. He doesn't come at me anything less than sparklingly clean (as should be the case with anyone). University Technical Institute (or as they call themselves, UTI), must be shooting for zero female enrollment. Considering how nonsensical their name is, they worked really hard to come up with something that could stand for UTI, didn't they? Patient, heal thyself!
