Reinventing myself always.
The first job I ever had was making subs in a pizza joint back east. Some of the food Jobs I’ve had since. Army Cook, Live fire cook (smelled like smoke during most college classes), Bartender, Caterer, Host, Server. I almost bought a fast food restaurant until I came to my senses.
My parents loved what Dad called joints. Italian, Basque and Asian all had plentiful food at good prices. I think this helps explain my taste for cheap eats and inexpensive wines. Now I find myself an observer and blogger.
Having restaurants serve me or making food myself gives me much pleasure. Enjoy!
3 comments:
You are too cool, you two.
Have a lovely, loving journey.
Thanks cookiecrumb.I will be seven days without internet. Should I be happy or sad?? :)
Enjoy and then come back and blog about your adventures!
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