I hope that you all have had a fabulous weekend to date. The only thing that could have made mine better was a big wet kiss from the woman I love (who incidentally turns 27 all over again tomorrow).
You’ll recall that yesterday I touched on something that happened at work but only in passing. I did this because I am coming to realize that while I don’t censor myself when I am writing (and very rarely edit) that there are some things I may choose to write about that require sober thought and purposeful writing.
Yesterday my morning partner and I got a strip torn off us (but unlike ever before, Executive Chef here cares about results and not much more, as long as they are good.) I was going to write about it but knew that I would be angry as it had nothing to do with me that we got a strip torn off us for.
Today, after thinking about it the following are my thoughts. My partner and I were getting killed on the line when Chef came down and it appeared that we were unorganized. Though in fact it was that we were putting up food faster than the servers were getting it out. My partner tends to get a little flustered when things are not perfect. In fact, a little high strung, kind of like I used to be, and this affects the way that he does his job. Add to that the confusion of orders being jumped and items going where the expediter wanted to send them rather than the bills they were meant for and somehow a breakfast sandwich got lost in the shuffle. We both got a good strip ripped off us by Chef. I was angry. I MEAN ANGRY. That I was getting in shit because of someone else’s mistake. But then I realized that I am part of a team. Not that I ever act as if I am not but this realization caused me to calm down. Accept the criticism and start looking for ways to fix it.
Prior to leaving yesterday I looked at my partner and said; “Remember, stuff is going to get fubar’d in the kitchen. It is the nature of the game. We are only as good as the last plate we put out AND TOMORROW IS ANOTHER DAY.” He smiled and thanked me. I knew he had heard what I said when I came in today and he said; “So new day has begun.” I chuckled to myself thinking how I might have come unraveled at the events of the day before even a few short months ago. I now realize that not only do I need to control my own character flaws in the kitchen, I need to observe the positives in other people, and lift them to that point, should we falter. WE, being the key word. As team players and members. This realization makes me smile. A soulful smile. As I think I am beginning to get a little traction. But that is a different issue which I don’t want to discuss right now.
Today was a new day. And a great day at that. I woke up this morning at 4:00 am and could not go back to sleep. So I started formulating my day, working out specials in my head and thinking about the coming week. Which includes my raison d'etre's birthday tomorrow. I can hardly believe how many times women can turn 27. Though I am grateful that they do.
It was a relatively slow day so I was able to punch out prep for the next three days. I also managed to punch out prep for a couple other people too. I find prep to be quite cathartic and liberating. It lets me rest inside my own mind. Going to whatever or whenever place I feel. Start working on specials. Think about the grill. Whatever it is. But I LOVE IT!
Today’s H.I.A.G. was; Honey Dew Melon, Blackberries, Ice, Orange Juice and Banana. DELICIOUS. I am still playing around with the texture, flavour and beneficial intake of them. It may take me all summer but I will get to the point that I optimize my vitamin, mineral, fruit and vegetable intake. I am already seeing a major difference in the way my body is treating me.
As for specials for tomorrow; Pizza is a Meatlovers with Pepperoni, Sausage and Prosciutto. Pasta is a Tri Colour Fusilli with Rosemary Braised Chicken, Green Peppers and Onions in a Roasted Red Pepper Basil Cream Sauce.
As for today’s specials. By the time I left they were almost all gone, so I must have been doing something right. Felt pretty good.
So here I am. Feeling good. Relaxed. Solid if you will. Loving where I am. What I am doing. It is truly the most rewarding experience of my life to date. And I feel changes inside of me that have been a long time coming.
Charles R. Swindoll once said; “We cannot change our past. We can not change the fact that people act in a certain way. We can not change the inevitable. The only thing we can do is play on the one string we have, and that is our attitude.”
Are you dreaming big and inspired?
A la prochaine
SDM
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