Random Thought

There is something daunting about leaving behind a safe secure life and heading out into the unknown.  I grew up in a kitchen learning and loving the culinary arts.  Knives, pans and fire were my primary tools.  A shrinking world’s bounty became the palette from which dishes were created.  As the years passed, critical acclaim came and elevated my status as a minor star in the local culinary universe.  Through it all, I remained true to the vision of food that had developed into my personal take on the dining experience.  Nights and days were spent pushing the medium further until I broke free of constraining owners and opened a place of my own.  It was only then that I learned the ugliness of the business and felt the undertow of daily operations draining away the energy that had once exclusively served the food.