As a Chef I like Profiteroles but Chef are control freaks. With a fork and knife in your hand, you feel unstoppable. There's no fear, there's no pain. You're ten-feet tall and bulletproof. And then you leave the RESt. And all that perfection, all that beautiful control, just falls to crap.
No-one likes to lose control, but as a Chef there's nothing worse. It's a sign of weakness, of not being up to the task. And still there are times when it just gets away from you. When the world stops spinning and you realize that your shiny little scalpel isn't gonna save you. No matter how hard you fight it, you fall. And it's scary as hell. Except there's an upside to free falling. It's the chance you give your friends to catch you.
The key to surviving a a stage in this world is denial. We deny that we're tired; we deny that we're scared, we deny how badly we want to succeed. And most importantly, we deny that we're in denial. We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe, and it works. We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so much that we can't recognize the truth right in front of our faces.
"...Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, you or me, and I'm sure you're really great. But Luis, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me...."
It's like Profiteroles, but with blood. Which is so much better!
As Chefs, there are so many things we have to know. We have to know we have what it takes. We have to know how to take care of our foods... and how to take care of each other. Eventually, we even have to figure out how to take care of ourselves. As Chefs we have to be in the know. But as human beings, sometimes it's better to stay in the dark, because in the dark there may be fear, but there's also hope.
No-one likes to lose control, but as a Chef there's nothing worse. It's a sign of weakness, of not being up to the task. And still there are times when it just gets away from you. When the world stops spinning and you realize that your shiny little scalpel isn't gonna save you. No matter how hard you fight it, you fall. And it's scary as hell. Except there's an upside to free falling. It's the chance you give your friends to catch you.
The key to surviving a a stage in this world is denial. We deny that we're tired; we deny that we're scared, we deny how badly we want to succeed. And most importantly, we deny that we're in denial. We only see what we want to see and believe what we want to believe, and it works. We lie to ourselves so much that after a while the lies start to seem like the truth. We deny so much that we can't recognize the truth right in front of our faces.
"...Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, you or me, and I'm sure you're really great. But Luis, I love you, in a really, really big pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window, unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me...."
It's like Profiteroles, but with blood. Which is so much better!
As Chefs, there are so many things we have to know. We have to know we have what it takes. We have to know how to take care of our foods... and how to take care of each other. Eventually, we even have to figure out how to take care of ourselves. As Chefs we have to be in the know. But as human beings, sometimes it's better to stay in the dark, because in the dark there may be fear, but there's also hope.
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