Well, the day started with my new Canal St. umbrella snapping up and exposing my head and clothes to an amazing amount of rain. This was an umbrella that I loved. I loved it because I had bargained hard for it, and wasn'teven swayed when the man at the kiosk told me, "...good umbwella, yell made!" No, I kept bargaining. Now I believe the $5 I paid was too much to spend on an umbrella that lasted 43 seconds! But it was a Gucci!
By the time I got to school, I was completely wet and remembered a high school experience that taught me that damp clothes sitting in a locker for hours on end is not a good thing,,,,,but I digress.
The good news today is that class was better....SO much to do, and a ton of pressure to do it quickly and right. (I think I could master speed or accuracy, just not both!) But again, others made mistakes which, I hope, took the attention away from my fumbling: Team 2 must have weighed the wrong amount of flour and had to restart a huge batch of baguettes .....and all I could think, was thank heavens I am on Team 1!
Though lest you think I had a perfect day, hardly. A wooden board of raw baguettes, which I was trying to slide onto the proofing rack, slipped a notch and when I heard the sick sound of a 'plop', I knew I had dropped one...but again, trying to put this day in context, I did not slip and fall as someone on Team 3 did>
BUT, the big news today was that one of our classmates quit. hmmm....I think its amazing more of us did not!
So, today, the new girl joined us.
I admit I was a bit paranoid from the start. After all, how did they find someone so quickly? When she was asked to share a bit about herself, she said "...I used to work in advertising and orange is my favorite color." Wow I thought, perhaps this is a kindred spirit, someone who could help me tunnel out!
But my friends, there is something amiss about this new girl...she seems to know too much and is way too confident!
She has two less days of experience than the rest of us, yet she wasn't at all afraid of the ovens or the peels and could hoist the 50lb bags of flour like she'd been doing it for years. Then, right at the end of the day, she started taking pictures of some of the breads we all made. My pal, the surgery assistant (lets call him Mike) said...."Did she just take our picture??" I am grateful for all my practice during my marriage of zipping my lip and accomplishing not laughing even thought it is very, very tempting!
I am not saying she is a ringer or a spy, but I am going to keep an eye on her!
Friday, please get here soon.
sending love....
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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