Who remembers their first time? Who can actually pin point the moments in your lives that sent you in motion bringing you to this moment right now? Why did I choose this profession? I'm not much of a writer and as a cook I'm all the way here at the bottom. You see though, I love it. Nothing else can take my mind and set it so free with thee endless possibilities and combinations that make up what we call gastronomy. FOOD! Now I'm not a chef, but someday I will be. Right now I'm just a sad guy with a rough, troubled career path I've chosen for myself and fallen so much in love with. I can't wait to learn more everyday. Sure, like the great (lol) Feran Adria once said, everything's been done, so it's up to us to do it in a way that hasn't been seen. Yea everything has been done, but I haven't done it all. Not by a long shot. It's up to me to do it my way with integrity, inquisitiveness, creativity, unbiased etc. etc..
I've fallen down many times in this life, and I will fall down again and again. It's this right now; it's food that is helping me get up. I don't know what it is I am supposed to be achieving with this, but I do know it's one hundred percent selfish. This is for me. I don't know and I don't care if anyone will ever read this. I'm broken. I am sad. And I am dirty.
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