About 25 year ago, I started dishwashing in a hotel in Bar Harbor, Maine. Worked until the skin off my finger tips peeled off but I loved it, I had the best executive chef there who inspired me to cook. A lot of camaraderie in that kitchen. Then I decided to quit college and focused as garde manger at the hotel. After that I decided to to go to London for culinary school. Wanted to go to Paris, but couldn't speak French. Studied cuisine and patisserie for about 2 years. Got a lot of exposure to french cuisine but not a lot of practical experience, so I became an unpaid intern at Le Gavroche (recently closed). Hated it. Did not like Michel Roux but man, the food that came out of that place was amazing.... Burned out of an unpaid internship. Even left my knife box there I was so burned out...Traveled around europe with my school buddy, couldn't find any kitchens to take us so moved back to New York. Took a job at Aureole. Burned out in a month. Left my second knife box there. Quit for good after that and now I just cook for myself.
I will never work a kitchen 14+ hours a day, 6 days a week to cook food for people. I was waking up 4am for a lunch shift and coming back at night. Never, ever again..
I will never work a kitchen 14+ hours a day, 6 days a week to cook food for people. I was waking up 4am for a lunch shift and coming back at night. Never, ever again..