no one's complained, so it's really just my loss.
culinary school makes me want to smoke cigarettes and listen to the black keys all day.
i'm in the midst of searching for an externship, such that i might further my culinary education.
places of possible externment:
rome
new orleans
boston
chicago
new york city
seattle
and, dare i say: baltimore
wouldn't that just be a twist!
recently i have burned myself rather severely, i look like a clumsy arsonist. and quite frankly i cant really use one of my fingers. it feels like there is a wax cap on my right ring finger. i cant explain how awkward it is to touch things with this "blister".
in other news: exactly one week until my 23rd birthday. im not much further along than i was at 18, the only way that i can really tell my advanced age is that i go to bed at 7:30pm on weekend nights more often than i would like to admit. a few friends and i made reservations at momofuku ssam to celebrate. which, i might add, that i am rather excited about. in order to acquire these reservations we had to also pre-order a bo ssam. a bo ssam is an entire pork shoulder, prepared in the fashion of awesome. sure its $200 but that's life.
well must run, the school pays me to take notes (don't snigger, tis true)
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I'm Complaining! How else am I going to live vicariously thorugh you from the other side of the world...
ReplyDeleteSorry to hear about the battle wounds, you already know what I would say if I were there.
Miss ya,
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