Although it was definitely different for me to be buckled down in one place, standing in one spot for 3 weeks (I can hear a collective “fuck YOUUUUUU” from those of you with actual jobs), I really do miss my condensed, mini school. I miss both of my instructors — I don’t know how I got so lucky to be paired with two women who love food, have insane senses of humor and know their shit. I miss Cliff, the designer of my unique “fuck, she’s only here for a few weeks” program. A man who could talk about any one food subject for hours on end and never bore you. I miss the bustling kitchen and popping my head into different stations, annoyingly asking, “WHATCHA DOOOOOOIN?” to a neighbor making something my nose couldn’t resist inquiring about.
So, was going through all the photos, and here are some of my favorite kitchen moments, for no good reason…
My Megan. Sarcastic and smart. My two favorite things. Not to mention just wonderful.
After making a ridiculous amount of food each day, all you want is for someone to come enjoy it. This was my someone.
My first perfect pie crust. Quiche.
Steak au Poivre
The perfect scallop. With miso-cilantro butter.
I love tweezing so naturally I loved this.
That crispy fish skin makes me tingly.
RAVIOLO WITH HOMEMADE RICOTTA AND SAUTEED SPINACH. EGG YOLK. NEVER FORGET.
It broke. And so did I.
Butternut squash ravioli with brown butter and sage sauce. AND OH PANCETTA.
HOME CURED BACON REDEMPTION
This photo just got me pregnant.
It was sweet. Spicy. Salty. It was everything.
Just me showing off how much spiciness I can tolerate. the “after” photo
Squid ink pasta with crab, scallops and jalapeño pesto. Dishes like this are why I love food.