“Find something you’re passionate about and keep tremendously interested in it” – Julia Child
Its been a while since I have logged into this space. Couldn’t find my writing mojo between juggling all the balls. We are deep in the thick of winters here in Melbourne. Sniffly noses, feverish bodies, and cough-y chests haven’t seen the back of us in a while and now its just getting to the point of being annoying and irritating. Any free minute that shows up, we are just warming ourselves in blankets and layers and cozying up in our bright home with comfort food.
But you guys! I really wanted to share the latest venture i have under-taken : my culinary adventure. I have joined back school part-time and I am studying Commercial Cookery.
I have always been intrigued by cooking techniques and methods, recipes and tools. I love home-cooking and I feel like I have come a long way in that as I mostly taught myself through internet and practice. But what always fascinates me the most is the distinction of different cuisines, the journey of some of the greatest chefs, when food becomes something much more than the ordinary home-cooked meal, when it becomes art, a way of expression, a signature, a token of love. The satisfaction that comes with putting your heart and soul on a plate and sharing it.
There is only so much you can read about this style of cooking, it needs to taught and experienced first-hand in a properly designed environment. And that is exactly the opportunity that I am giving (or gifting) myself to experience. Culinary skills is an art but also a science, I need to be fully told on its workings and secrets before I put my spin on it.
Its a dream come true for me, something I always imagined with a twinkle eye but never really thought I would jump and just do it! For me, the opportunity presented itself and the ways just started clearing and before I knew it, I had been accepted and the classes commenced within a couple of weeks!
So far its been a completely new and grueling journey. Walking into a commercial kitchen blew my mind at first, i was mesmerized. But I am now coming to realize that I have to really up my game and be one step ahead of myself if I want to keep up with this challenging journey. You can’t blink, you can’t slow down to catch your breath, you can’t shift your focus, you have to be in the game 100% or you are out. I don’t want to be out. Not now, when I have been finally given the chance.
The toughest part of this arrangement is that I have to give up on one day of weekend with my boys, but I am choosing that over having to put up with childcare and do the school full-time and save my weekend. Priorities. This way, the boys get to spend one full day just with Daddy who is happy to step in and do it. On Saturdays, i wake up and sneak off to school mostly before any of them is up, and then i come home tired to the bone but brimming with stories to tell, and then we usually head out to dinner and celebrate Mama’s day in commercial kitchen, wearing Chef’s whites, pretending to be all fancy while literally not having a clue, haha.
I keep coming to back to these words in these past few months, “Grabbing life with both hands and living the hell out of it!” Well that would be me, curious to see how long do I last.
“Tomatoes and oregano make it Italian; Wine and tarragon make it French;Soy sauce makes it Chinese;Garlic makes it good” – Alice May Brock