Charlie Bit me…..

1st week at “The Kitchen” as a prep cook.

Meeting lots of new people.
learning new things-a lot, very quickly, from anyone who wants to take

the time to correct me.
Everything is new.
New Chef

New knife

Meet Charlie...

new life.

Missing part of my Finger. Knife bit the other one also.

Improved Techniques-can now dice and brunoise perfectly.
Remembering spanish after all these years of trying to forget it so that I could speak portuguese.

Que que Papi? Que tu quieres?

Exhausted, going to bed to do it all over again.

Days fade into nights fade into weeks fade into

“Dice the asian veg?Heard Chef”

Still Smiling and eternally grateful for the ride.

I love this ride....

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