3/14/06
On my first email to you guys I said that I should wear my chef jacket
everywhere because I would be married and have tons of friends. I’d like to
take back that comment. I do not feel comfortable with strangers engaging
me in long conversation. It annoys me.
I get the worst of it at the grocery store. It’s funny because when I go to
the grocery store with my chef jacket on people love looking in my cart, or
asking me what’s for dinner.
Considering that my TV dinner is melting in my hands you’d think they’d keep
it short but nope. Blah, blah, blah.
But even more than the people that go on and on, what annoys me the most are
those who ask me if I can cook. Just the other day I went to get some oil
and the cashier asked me if I could cook and I just looked at him, while
making a point to blink my eyes repeatedly.
I’m wearing a chef jacket man, make the connection.
But he didn’t stop there… his next question was did I need a husband.
I thought:
Um, how ‘bout no but I do need this oil so If you could just do your job, I
can get to mine quicker.
I said:
I don’t need anything but this, but thank you.
Mi mama raised a polite child. I was talking to my sister Jessica about this
and how much it annoys me and her advice was to become a bit of a smart
aleck and when asked if I can cook to respond with “No, what makes you think
that?”…that’s so Jessica.
Speaking of which, my sis is the one I try out all my stories on. She hears
everything you read first, except in a sort of rambling rough draft sort of
way. The thing that annoys her the most is for me to use “culinary terms”
and because of my god given right as a little sister to irritate her, I’m
going to throw some around just because I can.
From this day forth refer to your melon baler as a Parisian knife.
Don’t mix things, marry them.
Instead of sprinkling flour on the counter before kneading a dough – sanger
the flour. (Don’t things just sound better in French?)
If you need something in a hurry ask for it “on the fly”
And for crying out loud, don’t let it marinate, let it macerate.
I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist. Ok my tip for you is something that I learned
in kindergarden. I wish more people had learned it.
Don’t talk to strangers.
Not really listening to you,
andiepandie31, la chef
