Day 113: We Graduate at Carnegie Hall
Before we walked across the stage at Carnegie Hall to formally graduate from The International Culinary Center, my classmates and I were reunited backstage. We all had the jitters. We […]
Day 112: Goodbye, Culinary School
I’m two days late on this post, and it’s because of two (very justified) reasons: a) We went out drinking after our final exam/”graduation.” b) I’m not ready to admit […]
Day 111: Chef Says Goodbye
Chef corralled us into the dinning room this morning. He handed out contracts that said we’d show up on Tuesday morning at 8:30 a.m. rather than 9 a.m. so we […]
Day 110: Two More Days of Class
Chef began the day with this stinging sentence: I may not remember your first meal, but I’ll certainly remember your last. What this meant was that our final is tomorrow, […]
Day 109: The Perils of Lobster Stock
I need to make a confession: I lost my cell phone last night, and with it, all of the pictures I took during class. To say I was frazzled would […]
Day 108: We Meet Again, Poissonier
It’s amazing how much a difference a month makes. Exactly a month ago I was searing scallops and simultaneously having panic attacks. But on my first day of making monkfish, […]
Day 107: Fennel again?
Okay, Sean. We need to get you some help. Fennel has become your obsession. If there was a cologne made from it, you’d bathe in it. I hate fennel, but […]
