Yes, I spent a week with the chef at the hot line, and I am still alive! As a matter of fact I had an amazing week, what with my mom visiting and my daughter on school break... the weather was fine in spite of a few showers, the food was amazing, and I still have all my fingers attached. The icing on the cake was when Sara and my mom came over for lunch last Friday, I didn't want to make a big deal of it but felt I had to tell the chef, so the excitement was felt throughout the kitchen, and the chef graciously offered them the meal complete with champagne! I also got a voicemail from my counselor telling me she spoke to the chef and the pastry chef who were both pleased with my performance... I couldn't believe it, I've been feeling like such a klutz, getting aioli all over the chopping boards, confusing the hare juice with the venison juice (they look exactly alike if you ask me), using the wrong pans, the wrong instruments... what an incredible surprise and relief.
The sous-chef was also extremely supportive, patient and giving me a chance to try new things... although I got told twice that it was no place for a woman!
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