I've hit my second week or so of Culinary School freedom! Free from 4 a.m wake up calls, free from that faint smell of grilled protein, and free from doing homework literally and figuratively! (If that makes sense).
But am I really free?! I find myself hunting for more than just a job! I feel like I'm hunting to save my life and perhaps my sanity. I'm hunting to keep the lessons fresh in my mind and all the while telling myself that 50 grand was the best I move I could've made (I think). I also find myself thinking of all the lessons my chefs taught me and trying to remember simple procedures like stock, sauces, and even those darn knife skills! Sometimes I do this while I stare at my knife and my newly acquired battle wound. Ouch!
Job hunting is hard considering, I'm so fresh outta school. I think they can smell the "freshmen" in me. And after all the lessons I still freeze up reluctant to take on anything that might be beneficial to me! Part of me is lying and saying "oh I'm taking a break from school" and the other part of me is like "Ah...that is out of my league-I don't even wanna try it."
But here I am jobless, 50 grand in debt, and in need of hours for my externship! So as I approach my third week it has become reality that Le Cordon Bleu taught me the basics at an alarming rate and just maybe, I could've learned some of that stuff on my own. I did however , notice some of the chefs way of teaching at times was different from the way they wanted to teach. I found that at the end of the school year, the chefs had all known this sick secret that not everything was as happy go lucky as they were in the school kitchens. And really it was all with a pinch of a jaded attitude.
But in all honesty I can't let them affect me. I have to move on and hope to never have to use the LCB crutch ever in my future endeavors. And in a sick sense I hope to come back to be a teacher myself. Make sure those kids don't come out like me!
But am I really free?! I find myself hunting for more than just a job! I feel like I'm hunting to save my life and perhaps my sanity. I'm hunting to keep the lessons fresh in my mind and all the while telling myself that 50 grand was the best I move I could've made (I think). I also find myself thinking of all the lessons my chefs taught me and trying to remember simple procedures like stock, sauces, and even those darn knife skills! Sometimes I do this while I stare at my knife and my newly acquired battle wound. Ouch!
Job hunting is hard considering, I'm so fresh outta school. I think they can smell the "freshmen" in me. And after all the lessons I still freeze up reluctant to take on anything that might be beneficial to me! Part of me is lying and saying "oh I'm taking a break from school" and the other part of me is like "Ah...that is out of my league-I don't even wanna try it."
But here I am jobless, 50 grand in debt, and in need of hours for my externship! So as I approach my third week it has become reality that Le Cordon Bleu taught me the basics at an alarming rate and just maybe, I could've learned some of that stuff on my own. I did however , notice some of the chefs way of teaching at times was different from the way they wanted to teach. I found that at the end of the school year, the chefs had all known this sick secret that not everything was as happy go lucky as they were in the school kitchens. And really it was all with a pinch of a jaded attitude.
But in all honesty I can't let them affect me. I have to move on and hope to never have to use the LCB crutch ever in my future endeavors. And in a sick sense I hope to come back to be a teacher myself. Make sure those kids don't come out like me!
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