HAD A GREAT DINNER WITH THE COOKSUNITED SUPPER CLUB TONIGHT: STEEL CUT OATS , CRISPY BRAISED DUCK LEGS , POACHED EGG AND RADICHIO.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Friday, February 10, 2012
@ THE COOKSUNITED SUPPER CLUB. "PIZZA PARTY"
THE TURKISH:A PIE WITH GROUNd lamd and wild boar sausage with mint pearl onins and currants
red sauce pie: homemade sauce from house canned heirloom tomatoes and buffala
the shroom: truffle butter pie crust with wild mushrooms and egg.
raw fish: hamachi, tuna, caviar citrus and sea beans
RABBIT FOOD
A ROASTED WINTER HEIRLOOM CARROTS SALAD WITH RED CURRANTS OLIVE PASTE BURRATA, BITTER CHOCOLATE CRUMBS AND BABY GREENS.
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
HOMEMADE GRANOLA,
PISTACHIOS, SLICED ALMONDS, DRIED PRUNES, WALNUT, HUNZA COJI BERRIES, PECANS,RAISANS, HOMADE DRIED CRAMBERRIES, CASHEWS AND ORGANIC OATS.
Monday, January 2, 2012
THE GREATER BIG RACE IN BECOMING A COOK
there a few things in becoming a cook that most cooks these days don't actually understand. well......really, it isn't just the lack of comprehension for the profession but a lack of will, and also a lack of passion. i feel as though most cooks just have a job,and no carrier plans; there is no pursuit to be better cook there is no challenge for them or among them, only the job, there is no lifestyle, no finest, only negligence. in their worlds everything goes unnoticed. they focus too much on other people's carriers instead of their owns. IT is good to be in the know, however when you loose yourself, all is lost.
the problem is too many is in the big race to become a CHEF that couldn't give two shits cooking and don't take enough time in being a COOK.
I was never the best, didn't want to be in it just for the "FRENCH TERM", truthfully i wanted to know that there would always be room for improvement, never was the fastest, or the most promising cook, in fact i wanted to be just as i was. not the best, that was my rush; waking up knowing that i will give the day all hell with my two bare, sore hands and a knife my all might and then some, everything i got didn't just do it, i didn't stop there, i couldn't give it up. i had become mad,obsessed,i became an addict, I WAS A COOK.
the problem is too many is in the big race to become a CHEF that couldn't give two shits cooking and don't take enough time in being a COOK.
I was never the best, didn't want to be in it just for the "FRENCH TERM", truthfully i wanted to know that there would always be room for improvement, never was the fastest, or the most promising cook, in fact i wanted to be just as i was. not the best, that was my rush; waking up knowing that i will give the day all hell with my two bare, sore hands and a knife my all might and then some, everything i got didn't just do it, i didn't stop there, i couldn't give it up. i had become mad,obsessed,i became an addict, I WAS A COOK.
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