12.22.08

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

Posted in Uncategorized at 6:35 pm by chris

Am home for the holidays but I’m still sooo onto peeling potatoes, mashing potatoes, eating potatoes, dicing potatoes; am still having nightmares bout julienne, chef popit (just joking) and bad haircut. But everything just evaporated or incorporated with thin air when I saw my love again. Ok. Now that’s an exaggeration.

I just feel good, that’s all. o

12.15.08

SOUS CHEF

Posted in rants at 9:48 pm by chris

Ok, first I’m mad. I am not gonna write about this character I’m mad about. Really, am just ticked off, and he’s not entirely the cause, that’s all.

Anyway, today’s Monday and I was a sous chef in a role play.

I have to manhandle sacks upon sacks of produce from potatoes to carrots and pineapple. WTF. Sous chef?

Then, I have to crop my hair again for the third time in a week because it’s allegedly all over the place still. I look like an ugly dude already with this very short hair because I do have large ears. And to be even more ugly, what a fvckin disaster.

Then, I’m a bit annoyed with myself because I am getting combative. I’ve been out of school for so long that I forgot that professors got a kick out of making their students jump when they say frog. Really, I am impatient with being told what to do and being treated like you don’t know any better.

But what can I do?

Still. This blog is more on me though. Dang. Me, so uptight, weh?

But, but, but….. I am getting more than what I have bargained for. And to think that school is a gift to myself. Wah.

Meanwhile:

fetuccini in parmessan cheese

Looks phenomenal but tastes blah.

12.06.08

NEW SCHOOL

Posted in lifestyle, money at 9:46 am by chris

So, I’m studying in MIHCA now. I like that name better, it sounds fugly to say Magsaysay Institute of Culinary and Hospitality. I mean come on, you’d think about engines, masts, cargo, and OFW with those tags. Not that these words are demeaning, beneath me or negative in their substance. Its just that my industry is about food so my school, being equated with metal, rust or, worse, the parched Arabian desert seemed weird and unattractive. I think perception is very important here, so..

Anyway, we are somehow connected to the renowned Johnson and Wales University, although I am kinda lost in regard to the degree – somewhat connected, very connected, a bit connected – no idea still. Bottomline is the school has no problem (so far). Facilities are the best I think in the whole of P.I. Dunno about Enderun, though.

So what’s happening now? We’re almost done with the foundation week. The crowd’s – my mates – good (although, we were sent to the new facility in Makati – meaning, there’re fewer people still and henceforth, a shortage of good-looking peeps). Then, the uniform is kinda crappy. In addition, I have to crop my hair, contend with either boring or egotistical instructors. And so, see, things are normal.

I am supposed to say something about the characters in this whole caper but there’s an exam coming this afternoon, so the dude needs to review.