Sunday, July 01, 2007

Carbonara Dreams

Seems I can’t get it together to do much blogging now that I’m back in the kitchen. Working nights means I have the luxury of sleeping in every morning, and I’ve been taking full advantage of it. Each night, while enjoying a cold hoppy beverage, I prepare dutiful lists of projects to accomplish the next morning, only to find myself waking up at noon and barely making it out the door with pants on. And the dreams – endless hours of making pasta while I sleep. The worst dream is the one where I show up at work late, don’t do any prep, and the orders start flying in. Only I have no mise en place! No tomatoes, no garlic, nothing. I run about madly while the tickets pile up and I contemplate just dashing out the door and never returning. I wake up in a cold sweat, locate my pants, and rush to work full of guilt for slacking off so badly in my sleep. Although my job is completely free of take-home stress I can’t seem to stop manufacturing my own.

Update on my left hand – still a claw, my ring finger now gets stuck in a bent position and I have to use my other hand to flip it back to straight. Ouch! The 22 year old guys I work with on the line don’t seem to have this problem. My only consolation is that based on our conversations I suspect I have a much richer inner life, and I don’t waste nearly as much time running out to the dining room to verify a rumor of “hot chick on table 8.”

8 Comments:

Blogger Jeff in MD said...

Let's here it for rich inner lives!

At least you have your pants on in your dreams. You could have forgotten them! :)

9:16 PM  
Anonymous Paz said...

Your dreams sound like a nightmare indeed. It's a good thing it happens in a dream and not real life. ;-)

Did I miss something? What happened to your left hand?

LOL! at the "Hot chick on table 8"

Funny. Well, they do have to keep themselves entertained, don't they? ;-)

Paz

9:18 PM  
Blogger s'kat said...

Mmmm, more important to have your pants on in real life, screw the dream!

And boys will be, well, boys. Silly men-folk.

9:16 AM  
Anonymous Jeff in CA said...

i'd like a seating at table 8 please...!

10:45 AM  
Blogger Haley said...

apparently all guys are interested in those hot chicks at table 8. glad work is going better than your dreams. you should try doing something else before you go to bed (knitting, maybe?) and maybe you'll dream about that instead.

8:33 PM  
Blogger Backyard Chef said...

Congrats on the promotion-- I'm just catching up....

I've been stuck in a terror loop myself as I will be starting my first restaurant kitchen job soon and will be 'running' people with more experience than I. I have nightmares about not knowing how to light the stove, etc...and everyone laughing at me and saying "nice job....chef!" as they point at me and I run away....

Hope you and yours are doing well, otherwise....

3:58 PM  
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5:40 PM  
Blogger Michal said...

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4:33 AM  

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