Yay! Swedish Chef!
Before I decided I wanted to do the literary thing, I wanted to be a chef. I say this now because in the last few weeks, I have been revisiting that dream. Full disclosure: I almost went to culinary school instead of university. Really. And I don’t regret going to university first, because it’s given me the platform I’m gonna need if my latest career move is to come to fruition.
I’d like to be a food writer. And a pastry chef. Only because I couldn’t bring myself to make soup of a turtle. Espcially if he was still looking at me when I was gonna cook him. Well, that and my grandmother (on mom’s side) used to be a pastry chef. She worked in the grocery store, I think. And her pies and cakes? Were some of the best around. And so beautiful! My mother says I got the baking gene from her. And I ain’t half bad when it comes to taste. Aesthetics? Well, I’m gonna need some help on that.
I’m feeling a little more comfortable putting that out there now, after so many years of saying I want to be a lawyer. And what’s important for me to remember is that one’s initial dreams don’t fade simply because another path is taken. They’re always there, and I have all the time in the world to do other things as they strike me.
But I think I’m gonna follow this path first and see where it leads me. But, culinary school is NOT cheap. Neither is the move I’m gonna have to make. So, I’m still on that job search grind, because money must be saved.
And maybe, with the added boost of degree number 1, I can bring about the first career plan I had in mind.
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