Nine months at The French Culinary Institute in New York. A blog about my quest to become a professional chef, and my experiences at the FCI.

Wednesday, December 22, 2004

I'm better now - thanks...

After my rants about last Saturday's screwed up lesson, everything was back to near normal today.
Our team made Potage Cultivateur and a Macedoine Vegetable Salad, both looked nice and tasted good.
The real kicker was family tonight. They kicked butt yet again.

It's funny, my little outbursts and signs of anger and frustration last Saturday made me think about myself a lot these last couple of days.
Thoughts about my culinary future. Like what kind of chef will I be? Will I lose my temper a lot? Be a screamer? I certainly hope not.
Besides the fact that one of the reasons I change careers is wanting less stress in my life, I just always wanted to be the kind of chef that is calm and collected.
The person that has a team of people around him that know what to do, how to it right and when to do it.
A quiet kitchen is a good kitchen in my book - but maybe I'm completely delusional here.

Anyway, before I can even think about what my kitchen will be like I guess I have to work on my skills for a while longer.
I felt good after tonight's class though, I get these moments where I feel that I'm really using skills learned in class.
That gives a great sense of forward motion and accomplishment.