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The World Will Catch Me: Pre-Explosion
A little over a year ago, I blew up my life. I was in a rebound relationship with a very nice guy, who I haven’t introduced but should. Let’s call him Mechanic. I’ll tell his story another time. That summer I was still so depressed after having broken up with PhD the previous fall. I…
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A Church, A Court Room and then Good-Bye
If you are a Patsy Cline fan, like me, you probably know this song. I’ve loved her since I was a teenager. I found my mom’s old records in the basement, and listened over and over again while entertaining myself with some crazy art project like sewing or making paper. When I met PhD in…
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Sum of the Parts
A few weekends ago depression hit me like a ton of bricks. Maybe it’s been the day after day of rain here that put me into a funk, but it was one I couldn’t seem to shake. I was driving to Nerdie’s house on my way to spend Saturday night with him and celebrate Super…
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Heartache is
Heartache is. I never knew it was. It has lessened over the past two years when it first made itself known in my life. That’s when I knew something was wrong in my then 15 year relationship with PhD. 6’2″, 44, ginger, balding with hair trim close, big gym muscles he’s proud of making, wicked…
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Monogamy
I’ve been single for the past six weeks now – a status I haven’t had since I was 19. Like pretty much all middle class, educated white girls from the burbs I thought a monogamous relationship was the thing to strive for. Although I never wanted to get married nor have kids, I didn’t think…
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My brunoise don’t stink
One of the things I was a bit concerned about before starting school was my knife skills – well, really my lack of knife skills. One of the requirements to be accepted at CIA is six months of either front of the house (hostess, waiter) or back of the house (in the kitchen) experience. Mine…
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California Dreamin’
I must be dreaming – I can’t believe this is actually my life! I’m doing food 100%, 24/7, all the time, every day, every second. I’m talking about it, eating it, cooking it. I’m learning about growing it, transporting it, and storing it. I’m meeting people who have trained for years, run big kitchens, started…
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Lunch and Learn
Even if you’ve never attended a ‘Lunch and Learn’ meeting, I think you could get the concept – somebody presents, you eat, you learn. Today that’s my pun for learning how to eat lunch at school in the Teaching Kitchen (TK for short). First a description: if you’ve never been to Greystone (that’s the name…
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For Reals
One of the most challenging things I’ve encountered after day two is not the station set up (that’s called mise en place, by the way), or the colored buckets and cans I described yesterday. Rather it’s the recent high school graduates and early 20-somethings. Trying to have a conversation is sometimes just plain frustrating. By…
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First Day of Culinary School
It would actually be nice to only need six hours sleep a night, but I doubt I’m developing a new, more efficient pattern. My headache woke me up at a point in my dream where a guy was pulling a long, serrated knife from his cheek as I encouraged him to end his life. That…
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