In other news!
I am still sometimes trying to suck less as a blogger. I'm feeling chatty tonight for some random reason, so y'all get the benefit(?) of my chattermouth. Sorry.
This week in class was "Great Plains Cuisine", aka "Delicious Calorie Bombs". Chicago Deep Dish Pizza, Kansas City Baby Back Ribs, Macaroni and Cheese, etc etc. I think I ate about 15000 calories in two days. Omnomnom.
School is still hard. Tons of work. Fun! But tons of work. And a lot of the work is really boring, and I still suck at self-motivation. Ah, well. Classes are awesome still, at least. Pies and tarts last night in Baking, and wine&food pairings on Thursday night. Next week I've got practical exams in Regional and Baking, and a field trip for Food&Beverage. Possibly a second field trip for Nutrition. We're headed (for F&B) to the San Antonio Winery for a tour and some tastings.
Also on Thursday, I am going to be volunteering to help out with the preps for a demo by Chef Lorenzo Polegri, who is visiting this week from Italy. He's trying to drum up support for his Study Abroad program in Orvieto, Italy. Which I am very much planning on *attending*, this fall. I hope this all works out. If it does, I will be in Italy for about 9 weeks, studying Classical European and World Cuisine, among other subjects. Huge opportunity, if I can swing it. (I almost said "I hope they have internets", but really? Does anyone *not* anymore? At least in first-world countries.)
My depression is apparently cyclical on really ass-tastically long and random-as-fuck cycles. Last Monday sucked monkey dick through a bendy straw, but that was apparently the bottom of the cycle and I'm better now. What the fuck, over?
This weekend is going to be re-cock-ulously long and busy, and anyone that catches me on Vent should totally pester me about whether I'm on track for homework. I have an insane amount. 6 weeks of journal for Regional and the entire quarter's worth for Baking. Plus my restaurant project for F&B, and a bunch more crap for my Nutrition class. Giant pile of shite.
I actually went *out* last weekend. I drank beer in a public house. It was awesome. I really really need to do that more often. If only it didn't suck so hard to go out alone. I need a wingman like wtf.
Father's Office in Culver City. Food was decent, but not orgasmic. (Some of the reviews are a tad bit worshipful.) They have like 50 beers on tap, though, which is totally awesome. Stone Brewing Sublimely Self-Righteous Ale, Russian River Pliny the Elder Double IPA, and a New Belgium La Folie sour ale. All three very awesome. And strong enough that I was quite *happy* after just three beers, and didn't need a fourth.
This week in class was "Great Plains Cuisine", aka "Delicious Calorie Bombs". Chicago Deep Dish Pizza, Kansas City Baby Back Ribs, Macaroni and Cheese, etc etc. I think I ate about 15000 calories in two days. Omnomnom.
School is still hard. Tons of work. Fun! But tons of work. And a lot of the work is really boring, and I still suck at self-motivation. Ah, well. Classes are awesome still, at least. Pies and tarts last night in Baking, and wine&food pairings on Thursday night. Next week I've got practical exams in Regional and Baking, and a field trip for Food&Beverage. Possibly a second field trip for Nutrition. We're headed (for F&B) to the San Antonio Winery for a tour and some tastings.
Also on Thursday, I am going to be volunteering to help out with the preps for a demo by Chef Lorenzo Polegri, who is visiting this week from Italy. He's trying to drum up support for his Study Abroad program in Orvieto, Italy. Which I am very much planning on *attending*, this fall. I hope this all works out. If it does, I will be in Italy for about 9 weeks, studying Classical European and World Cuisine, among other subjects. Huge opportunity, if I can swing it. (I almost said "I hope they have internets", but really? Does anyone *not* anymore? At least in first-world countries.)
My depression is apparently cyclical on really ass-tastically long and random-as-fuck cycles. Last Monday sucked monkey dick through a bendy straw, but that was apparently the bottom of the cycle and I'm better now. What the fuck, over?
This weekend is going to be re-cock-ulously long and busy, and anyone that catches me on Vent should totally pester me about whether I'm on track for homework. I have an insane amount. 6 weeks of journal for Regional and the entire quarter's worth for Baking. Plus my restaurant project for F&B, and a bunch more crap for my Nutrition class. Giant pile of shite.
I actually went *out* last weekend. I drank beer in a public house. It was awesome. I really really need to do that more often. If only it didn't suck so hard to go out alone. I need a wingman like wtf.
Father's Office in Culver City. Food was decent, but not orgasmic. (Some of the reviews are a tad bit worshipful.) They have like 50 beers on tap, though, which is totally awesome. Stone Brewing Sublimely Self-Righteous Ale, Russian River Pliny the Elder Double IPA, and a New Belgium La Folie sour ale. All three very awesome. And strong enough that I was quite *happy* after just three beers, and didn't need a fourth.