Day Two was not fun. I am not sure I can take this for the 40 days I just realized I will have to to survive this course. I made three big mistakes today. Mistakes that were evidence of no natural talent and overall stupidity. Mistakes that were called out to the entire class:
1. I used the scale that has weights and is an abacus-type apparatus from the 1490's completely, entirely, thoroughly backwards, prompting Chef Amy to call out "_____(my name)< Why are you using the scale that way?"
2. I folded my baguette dough the wrong way, and I mean big time, the wrong way. You are supposed to end up with a 22 inch baguette (not 21 or 23 for you slackers, just 22). In order to achieve that, in the pre-shape (this may be too much info, but it is pertinent I promise), you must roll the dough in the lengthwise way. I forgot that, being so tired my fingers could barely feel the dough at all, and heard Chef Amy say, "____(my name)< Why are you rolling that way?"
3. When I put some baguettes in the oven,I was too aggressive and bashed five so hard against the back oven wall, they came out looking like "C's". (I wonder what I feel aggressive or angry about? hmm...) This promtped Chef Amy to say "_____(my name), Why would you use the ovens that way?
Obvously, all these so-called questions were rhetorical, and her way of alerting everyone to stay away from me. If our grades are interdependant on our fellow classmate, and they are, this was a warning that I was not a smart choice for a team....which SO reminded me of not being picked for the basketball, baseball, even handball teams....but I digress.
So, looking on the bright side (and one has to!!)< I was NOT on the team that forgot to add salt to the baguette dough, making 30 baguettes inedible. AND Chef Amy dropped a hot baguette as she was taking six out of the oven AND, while I may be repeating myself, I take tremendous pride in the fact that I did NOT cut myself nor lose a limb to the giant mixer nor burn any part of me getting too close to the scary ovens today!
sending love...I am off to take a bath, have a good cry and try to think of how this all could possibly be funny.
About Me
- Bake Me A Career
- Call it karma or a market crash, but my 30 year corporate career in the advertising business is over. Now what? For weeks I kept waiting for this statement to be met with someone, anyone, saying, "Oh that's not true...just give it some time." But no one did!! In fact, everyone seemed to be encouraging me to find a new career path, or perhaps, to just 'enjoy life'. And, while I do want to enjoy life, I need a career. I don't golf and the truth is, I don't have the hand-eye coordination to play any sport. I can't seem to remember how to count cards well enough to play Bridge, and have enough trouble investing in a goldfish let alone the gold market. Follow your passion everyone kept saying to me, and one morning, I realized I did have a passion. Beyond the usual suspects of husband, kids and dogs, I love to bake. So, why not try to bake bread to make 'bread', I said to myself. And since I have a feeling this journey might be more bumpy, funny and messy than other ideas I've had (like working at the pet store or opening a bed & breakfast, I've decided to write it all down. I hope you'll come back and check in on me. I could use the company. So here I begin...yikes!
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