Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I swear that ticking sound is NOT my biological clock. Nope. You must be imagining things.

Last night at work, as I was searing and slicing Ahi tuna and simultaneously trying not to burn my asparagus, I found myself missing my teaching days. A lot.

Don't get me wrong - I love being a professional cook. LOVE IT. My job is crazy and hectic and physically demanding and exhausting and exhilarating, and I love every second of it. Even the seconds that I hate, if that makes any sense. But I can't help missing those adorable tiny people I used to lovingly refer to as "my little demons."

I miss comforting pudgy little Mari as she wept because the afternoon snack was cheese and crackers instead of chorizo. "No want cheese! I wanna chorizo, Jenny!" (We never once had chorizo as a snack, by the way. I don't know how she got it in her head that it was even a possibility.)

I miss marveling at Camila's intense love of reading and ability to recite "Goodnight Moon" with complete accuracy and conviction. I swear that girl is going to be the next Tolstoy or something.

I even miss Rodney's psychotic laugh and how every once in a while it would genuinely freak me out. (Maybe I've seen "Child's Play" one too many times or maybe I'm just a horrible teacher, but cackling children totally set off my fight-or-flight response.)

But most of all, I just miss hugs from little arms and hearing little voices accidentally call me "Mommy."

I so need children in my life.

4 beans in a vat of John Casserole:

  1. Aw this was cute. It was funny reading the beginning because as you were MAKING seared ahi tuna and asparagus, I was EATING seared ahi tuna and asparagus. Small, small world. Anyway, this was a cute post. I hope it happens for you the way you want it to. You're still pretty new to being a pro cook right? Like a year? So maybe a few years down the line when you realize you're going to scream if you have to stir even one more risoto, you'll be able to leave what you once loved to move on to the next stage of your life. Or maybe you could be one of those crazy moms that has and does it ALL! And if you figure out how to do that, give me a call. I'd really like to know. And for the record. I'm with pudgy Mari. Why eat cheese when you could have chorizo? Seems like a no brainer to me. Smart kid.

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  2. You are hilarious. I don't know you, but I adore you.

    I've been in culinary school for almost a year and cooking professionally for just over 6 months. So yes, it's really new! I see myself doing this for a while, but not forever. Too many late nights. I miss having a "normal" schedule.

    And yes, Mari is a genius.

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  3. Chorizo is delicious I'm with Mari. I bet your going to be a milf... just saying.

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  4. Amy, stop! You're making me blush. :)

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