So I arrived at work bright eyed and bushy tailed with a smile on my face. The moment I got into work I ripped off my butcher paper and scribbled something with the intensity of a child holding a crayon looking at his mothers freshly painted wall. Hmmm red would go great right HERE! After scribbling I started getting all the things ready for brunch. I got the tables, the linens, the inserts (I know I keep promising you descriptions of inserts. Coming tomorrow), the waffle maker, the pans, the burners and everything else. Then of course started putting out the food.
It gives you time to reflect on your week and share a few laughs with your family. It really is fast paced as we have two hours to set up and ensure everything is in its place. And then 11 am comes so fast that you think it is only 9:30 am. But with my whites on I pull down my jacket to look my most presentable. I take great pride in my whites. I take even greater pride in making sure that I am representing the restaurant. I have a large smile on my face and am chatty (but professional) with everyone. Asking them how their day has been, how they are enjoying brunch. Invariably since I’ve started someone notices how happy I am; and the usual answer is; “A funny thing happened on the way to my dream…” I discovered true joy, at peace with myself and the world around me and striving to just keep going.
At one point today I was making a waffle, cutting roast beef and pea meal bacon and making five omelettes (three and then two as we only have three burners out). We had a seating yesterday of about two hundred and twenty which meant that the pace was steady but not overwhelming.
I really enjoy Sunday. I really enjoy brunch. Sure while most people that I know are still in bed I am working my butt off. But I am doing what I want to do. For the first time in my life. How could I not smile?
There are a few people that come every week and I’ve gotten to be chatty with. They always tell me that they love my energy and enthusiasm and say that my smile could light New York City. This always makes me laugh as C is in NYC right now and I am always telling her that it is her smile that can light a city. I think the secret to my smile is that I have a heartfelt joy. I have purpose and have surrendered to it wonderfully.
After brunch was tear down. I had to vac pack about a million things, clean up and then get ready to go home. I let Chef J how amazing his dish was and how I had analyzed it over night trying to break down each component, each texture, and each flavour and how they commingle. It was great! And I think he really appreciated that I let him know how fantastic his dish was.
I got home and was going to blog but was extremely tired as my forty-four hour week was really more like seventy-five or eighty. But I am overjoyed, over loved and certainly over me as Stevie Wonder would say.
That said I got home and fell asleep. I slept from 6:30 pm until 10 am Monday morning. (I’m writing this on Monday) Life is a peculiar thing; When its great its great but when its not it affects every part of you. Now, because of where I am, who I work with and what I am attempting to do I find myself thrilled (though a little sad I didn’t come earlier). As such I thought the following quote made a tonne of sense by Eric Fromm; “Let your mind start a journey thru a strange new world. Leave all thoughts of the world you knew before. Let your soul take you where you long to be...Close your eyes let your spirit start to soar, and you'll live as you've never lived before.”
And I truly am living as I never have before. Are you? Be inspired today. Start to soar. Do not be content with merely living as life is far too short for that. Be you and soar to wherever you choose. I have which means you CAN!
A la prochaine
SDM
PS… Tomorrow I will write about Gotham and Portale!
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There are many people who don't realize until much much later than you that it's time for a career change. It took my father fifty-five years and three careers to be where he is today, which is happily building furniture in the garage while wearing a ratty tshirt and cut-offs.
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