It is no secret to anyone who used to read this blog that I have gone through a mighty unproductive slump. In truth, I've been adrift, both here and at work, sleepwalking in a sense. My role at the restaurant has shifted almost entirely to front of house and I have to say it's something I'm just not that good at.
I miss the adrenaline of cooking. I miss the daily application of skills I have been refining for years. I miss the kitchen.
We just put out our spring menu, and I spent the entire service in the kitchen for the first time in quite a while. It felt good and weird. I need to spend more time there.