Working in the service industry there are several personalitites, all of which are rooted in something beyond the kitchen, but the kitchen brings it all out. The chefs that don't like people are the ones that baffle me. Service industry means that you have to provide a service, to people. I am not sure how many other species on earth would be willing to pay for a plate of food, but there lack of opposable thumbs and speech make them the best clients for some chefs. Moving forward into positive town, there are people that truely enjoy what they do, and you can feel it, in everything. One of my ultimate goals is to become a ninja rockstar, and since there is no certification course for this title it is just a matter of personal taste. A rock star is someone who has created art, sings to millions of adoring fans, drinks, and pretty much does whatever whenever. On the opposite side of the spectrum is the ninja, quiet but deadly, stern but fair. A ninja is not seen, only felt. Stealthly moving in the shadows, he only shows himslef to correct a wrong. The synthesis of both is where I want to be. This may be confusing, but makes perfect sense to me. Maybe one day...Chef Ninja Rockstar will adorn my chef's Jacket.
The menu for this evening:
Matthew's First Bread
Lake Borgne Flounder Fumet w/ Thai Chili
South Carolina Grit Cake, Saute Chicken Liver, Braised Chicken
Shrimp Tagine
Fish Tagine
Chocolate Pretty
It will be a good meal, with ten to twelve guests not including The Breaux, thoughful food, and libation.
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