Monday morning rolls around quickly, still feeling the effects of the wee hours of Sunday, I find myself not having that much coordination in the kitchen. However it seemed that 21 other individuals were in my shoes, having the same symptoms. This was noticeable strait away. We are thrown in to the Cafeteria kitchen to cook and have things ready by 11:15. There is not that much time to be slow and learn... trial by fire. But then words started spouting from everyone...including myself. Four letter words...
Now I was never sure where four letter words came from , nor if they really had any meaning at all. My mom always said they were a lack of a more intelligent thing to say. I can tell you as a sailor and aspiring Chef. Four letter words have significance, they also seem very fitting and not at all a lack of something more intelligent, as I can be very creative in my sentences. I believe they were purely invented for the kitchen. You can fit those little words anywhere. For instance; Chef started out asking if the class was all F%@*!#? At one time my heat was too high on something and I knew if I did not get to it I would F%@* it. It may seem harsh. Especially coming from a teaching Chef and a bunch of students but it seems somehow oddly appropriate in the kitchen. Keep in mind all were Chef's before they were teachers and you can not take the F%@! out of a chef.
My experiences each day are filled with humor, so much laughter and learning. Some frustrating points and yet I am fortunate enough to have wonderful teachers who take the time to teach their craft to me and several others.
Until next time.
