“You have brains in your head. You have feet in your shoes. You can steer yourself in any direction you choose. You're on your own.And you know what you know. You are the guy who'll decide where to go.”-Dr Seuss
So as I head into the last two terms at Culinary school I am met with anxiety and impatience. The funny thing is I think that is how I felt the first day I walked into Cooking 1 two years ago. So I suppose nothing has changed, but that would be incorrect, everything has changed. On my first day my anxiety stemmed from the unknown and what it would bring. Thoughts then ranged from complete horror to embarrassment and the idea that I may be making the biggest mistake of my life. Through the two years I have spent in my uniform at school I have learned a lot about cooking but it seems I learned even more from myself. I learned that making mistakes doesn't mean you failed, it means you get another chance to be the best. I never felt confident enough in anything in my life where I felt like I could challenge the best until I started Culinary school. The trust I learned from myself was priceless and that trait will be with me everyday I hone my knife to head into battle on dinner service.
As for impatience it is a much easier explanation, I am inpatient and always will be.
So with school coming to an end soon I find a lot of folks asking me what I plan on doing when I am graduated.
"What?" , I thought to myself. "You mean I have to get a real job and actually do this for a living. You mean I can't just be a ten year student and live off employee dinners at the restaurant for the rest of my life."
This is now the first time I have been asked that question when it didn't make me quiver in fear. Reason being is because I didn't have the skill set or confidence level to imagine working professionally. But now I do feel a lot more confident in my abilities but do I have the stamina? Time will tell but one thing is for sure I will be having fun no matter what.
I know I am making all this sound like fun and games but it is not. Far from it, it's hard work, it's crazy hours, it's scrubbing and cleaning every night. Although it is empowering, it's exciting and and its a passion, and that is why cooking is so delicious.