Realizing that I’m going through my Eat Pray Love: India Phase.
Finding yourself isn’t the answer. Knowing who and what you already are, is J
Realizing that I’m going through my Eat Pray Love: India Phase.
Finding yourself isn’t the answer. Knowing who and what you already are, is J
Let me start off by saying that I truly love the experience that being a Chef has given me. There are times when I’m in a hot ass kitchen, bangin out food, bustin my balls and it sucks. Trust, this is not a glamorous profession by any means and when it’s a million degrees, you’ve got 10 tickets in your window, and some random person comes up to bother you in the middle of all that, you want nothing more than to punch them in the face and walk away. However, I do have to give credit where credit is due.
I remember this one time, I was in the kitchen doing some prep work when a server came in and told our breakfast cooks that a guest had sent their compliments on a delicious meal. My first response was, “Wow, that’s really cool” then one of the line chefs turns to me and says, “When we're busy, we don't have time to chat with servers. We get compliments all the time, it’s nothing special...”
Here’s my opinion, if anyone takes time out of their day to acknowledge you, it’s special. By no means should any kind gesture, a gracious word, or even just a simple greeting go ignored. It’s like walking down the street, I smile and usually say hello to every single person that I pass. I think it’s rude to act like no one is there. God put all of us on this planet for a reason. No, I may have no importance on your life whatsoever and chances are, you may not insanely effect mine either but that doesn’t mean we should succumb to that level of negativity towards each other.
As Miss America as it sounds, the world would be such a kinder, simpler, and overall better place if we thanked others for their graciousness, if we took time out to lock eyes with another passer-byer, if we all were the guest that compliments the Chef whos busting their ass and most importantly, if we were all that Chef that truly appreciated being praised.
No one has to take time out for you, appreciate it when they do.
Stay Hungry, you beautiful people!
Though I’m barely at the start of my coking tour, I must say… My greatest gift to other people is still music. I know that cooking isn’t my calling. I know that I’m currently living a life I chose through love rather than the life that was chosen for me through calling. Sometimes, I’ll be temping out the Buffet and not notice how hard I’m rocking out to the song in my head. A random person, whether it be a coworker or a guest, will ask me what I’m dancing to and I’ll tell them. That feeling is a lot greater than the salad bar I spent hours prepping and setting out for them to destroy.
I find greater joy in spreading music than food. Both are Universal so I still get this high when I can give either to the world. But I will forever remember the little girl with her shoes on the wrong feet, asking me which Jonas Bro song I was singing more so than the guy who asked me what French Toast was and how I made it.
Don’t get me wrong, people enjoying my food is one of the greatest feelings in the world. But there’s something about how I grew up & live my life that brings me back to the genuinity of music. The number 1 true Universal Language, the way most people bring themselves together.
As a Chef and a nurturer, I hope that the food I produce brings together many walks of life within harmony on one common goal: to enjoy what I provide. However, I hope that the soundtrack to that meal is one that they’ll never forget. Something that will change them; music that will bring them to life just as much as my amazing food will.
Keep music alive, be true to you, and Stay Hungry!