whoa there cowboy...

Dang, wrote a whole blog the other night and stupid IE crashed on me. Bah... such a drag.

Well life is going on, getting ready for finals and I've made a decision on the swiss alps. I already decided that I won't do it this year, but maybe next year. I talked with her about it and wanted to see if she could maybe study abroad next year with me, and if she can't study maybe just go visit me for a month or so. We'll see how things go, I know I shouldn't get myself in more debt right now, but seriously... studying culinary in Europe would only boost my resume at the moment.

Worked on salads and greens this week, seriously.. I don't get it and maybe it's just my taste pallette but I don't get how people can love to eat some of the bitter greens. I can handle some of them, but some of the salads are just out of control bitter. I mean seriously... it boggles my mind how people can eat it. And the lettuces are expensive, like 5-15 bucks a bunch or head. Dang, just when I think I'm getting this down, something like this comes and kicks me in the nuts.

Just wondering how "fine dining" I am, I mean I love the food and it's so elegant and refined, but seriously... spending time with her has made me realize that I am who I am. I love eating pho, burrito's and papa's fritas. She has grounded me when I started getting all "rooty tooty fruity" and "fufu" as che would say. We had a long talk about my wants and desires and what is holding me back, I think for so long I've built this fucking wall of cynicism and bitterness that I forgot how much I love humanity. I care too much about what others think, whether I'm selling out, or if I'm settling. I had a big enough struggle deciding to skip law school and enter the world of fat, I mean... food... bah.. be back later to finish this...