culinary quest: i can do this


I’ve enrolled in a six week culinary program. Yayyyyyyyyyyyayayay!

Before my boss gets his panties in a bunch I should preface this by saying this is not a career change. Nor is this a self-help 2010 New Years resolution. The truth is, I need skilllllz as I’m a bit lost in the kitchen.

Top Chef, whhaaa whaaaaaaaaa?

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Kewwwwwwwwwwwwwwl bags by Boyy.

I’m in the bag market in a big way. Such a big decision! What should I get, what should I get?

Photos: Boyy

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i can do this



I’ve enrolled in a six week culinary program. Yayyyyyyyyyyyayayay.

Before my boss gets his panties in a bunch I should preface this by saying this is not a career change. And no mom, this isn’t a self help 2010 new years resolution. The fact is, I want mad skilllllz but feel a bit lost.

Top chef, whhaaa whaaaaaaaaa?

I’ve had aspirations of being chef since I was a pig-tailed clad, bruised knee, lisping little angel but it wasn’t until I was 10 that I went into business. Raised by a single mom, my older sister and I started cooking very early on. In-between building killer Barbie forts and playing Nintendo, we spent our time concocting recipes.at a very young age. We would fill our time concocting recipes inbetween building killer Barbie forts; we also ran a successful lemonade stand where we sold Ahoy chocolate chip cookies which we claimed to bake ourselves. One Saturday morning after watching ‘Saved by the Bell’ we decided it was time to take our business to the next level – we turned our kitchen into a “world famous neighborhood” diner. With a crayon written sign on the door that read “Bill Clinton’s favorite” we successfully sold hundreds of monopoly dollars worth of our specialty hash browns and before we knew it we were booming! Unfortunately, we were temporarily shut down by the health commission aka mom after my best friend set the toaster on fire.

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