debrouillard
May 16th, 2011 @ 10:26 pm
ten years in the industry at age 23 and i’m working 100 hours a week and getting paid for less than half that. listening to some frail birdskull looking motherfucker from portland scream in my face because i’m too stupid to cook grits the way he likes. i was happier when i had a family i could see and friends i could hang with, when i didn’t have stress dreams about gram scaled recipes, when i could read more than four pages of a book without falling asleep on my barstool, when i never looked at a schedule and saw two 17 hour shifts with an hour and a half between them. cooking here is great, and i learn and grow but jesus christ faggots it is a Job, not your life.
then again, my knives are sharp enough to shave with and i’m faster than anyone i know. so there’s that. and depressingly, that’ll probably be enough. eleven more months and i’m moving back to the roc to open my own kitchen, live in a real house, ride my bike to work, and bitch about how shitty things are compared to the city.
