my dog ate my homework
i keep meaning to transcribe my notes from icc into the blog, but i keep forgetting my notebook at home. i’ll give this another shot tomorrow. sorry!
baby steps don't move fast enough
it’s funny to think how far i’ve evolved, not only in technique but in knowledge from back before i even contemplated culinary school and thought that by knowing how to fry eggs (poorly at that), and knowing how to re-fry beans (usually from a can), i thought myself to be a master of the kitchen. how little did i know about myself, about my surroundings, and about the realities of...
time to stage!
as i’ve mentioned before in some posts, i’m very happy with the route i’ve decided to take into the culinary world. although sometimes i wish i would have read, one of my new kitchen heroes (and slight twitter-stalk obsession), chef shuna lydon’s blog a lot earlier, the experiences i’ve lived through since the beginning of this journey could have only been obtained...
dan barber: how i fell in love with a fish ted.com