Sorry for being gone for awhile.
I took a hiatus from the kitchen to deal with the hell that is law school finals. After that and a brief break I am now working as a summer associate at a big law firm. Given the state of the economy, the work environment is, well, a little stressful. I guess I am also starting to feel pressured about figuring out exactly what to do after law school.
But I have been back working in the restaurant for two weekends now. The first weekend was awkward, my unfamiliarity with the place got to me and I started questioning my own actions and became even slower. At the same time there was a small part of me that was surprised by what I have retained and what I still remembered. Thinking about how I felt that first weekend now, I am reminded of what Chef B once told me, that there is something to be said about the ability to just enter a kitchen, any kitchen, and be able to work in there.
I took sometime last week during the day and watched the clip of Michael Symon’s guest lecture to CIA students on youtube. It’s a fairly simple clip and he does not impart any ground-breaking knowledge, but somehow it helped me shape how I entered the kitchen this past weekend. Instead of being freaked out about being fast, I told myself my #1 goal in there is not to be fast, but to be good at what I do — being fast is but an integral element of being good at it. But be efficient, be smart about how I do things, be responsive, and be not taking up too much space, and speed will naturally follow (I think, hopefully anyway, right?)
I had a good weekend working at the kitchen. It felt good to be doing something with my hands and making things.
Still freaked out and stressed out as hell about the law thing though.
Tomorrow morning if you wake up, and the sun does not appear….
(a line from a love song I have always adored and that was played at my oldest sister’s wedding)