Okay, scratch that last post. All is not lost.

Tonight I went back in for service and was handed loads of prep work. I then felt as though they thought that I sucked as much as I felt that I did. However, as soon as the prep was done, they handed me the fall menu and asked me to translate it for them. Now, that I can do. Go to the website next week and click on the English link- hopefully they’ll use my words! So after that little triumph, I went back to the cold side and helped throw out desserts and entrées. It went so much better, and Dewey totally laid off and let me do my business without being a little baby dickhead. It was awesome! I got my first glance of how much energy there is in the kitchen and how much fun it is once you get in the rhythm. I think I may be hooked, and maybe this wasn’t such a bad plan after all…

Plus, you gotta love the eye candy in my kitchen.