music-city-missy
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I woke up this morning feeling a little less depressed and stressed about it. And actually, the stress was really from everything else this week. Got in the car and there was an awesome jam session of "I'll Fly Away" that just really lifted my mood and got things started on a good note and the good music kept coming. (Oh, forgot that I might need my knife roll so I went to put all my stuff in it and couldn't find it - the lady that helps me clean has put it who knows where!)
Anyway, got there at 9:00 am to start prepping for brunch. It was just Chef Arnold, one other person and myself. It was fine, fun, and went pretty smooth. I think I caught on pretty fast and did pretty good - he wants me back, that's a good sign, righ?
I was responsible for the salads, hummus plates, sage biscuits, scone plates, salmon two ways, gazpacho, and assembling the amazing blts.
After brunch was done, I could have left but he started talking about what to do for the "Sunday Family Meal". He decided on a roasted chicken. And then I just threw out ideas. When all was said and done, he decided on a 'dumplin pot pie gravy' using my grandmother's dumplins.
So he insisted I take a break and have some of a bison roast he had been braising all morning. After that I made the dumplins and cooked them before leaving before the 5pm dinner service really started.
He wants me to come after work Monday and Tuesday and work two or three hours each night as I want and then wants me back for brunch for sure next Sunday.
Anyway, got there at 9:00 am to start prepping for brunch. It was just Chef Arnold, one other person and myself. It was fine, fun, and went pretty smooth. I think I caught on pretty fast and did pretty good - he wants me back, that's a good sign, righ?
I was responsible for the salads, hummus plates, sage biscuits, scone plates, salmon two ways, gazpacho, and assembling the amazing blts.
After brunch was done, I could have left but he started talking about what to do for the "Sunday Family Meal". He decided on a roasted chicken. And then I just threw out ideas. When all was said and done, he decided on a 'dumplin pot pie gravy' using my grandmother's dumplins.
So he insisted I take a break and have some of a bison roast he had been braising all morning. After that I made the dumplins and cooked them before leaving before the 5pm dinner service really started.
He wants me to come after work Monday and Tuesday and work two or three hours each night as I want and then wants me back for brunch for sure next Sunday.