Not that I ever promised regular posts, but I am well over due and will regale all 4 of you with what I have been up to. Being a fry cook was tits. We won awards (I refuse to give free advertising, but I was responsible for the second best poutine in Toronto), and had some cheap laughs. I learned that steam burns far more than oil, but oil leaves more interesting scars.

I have since graduated from fry guy to pan man.

Hot butter hurts the most, and leaves the most interesting scars.

This has done little to dissuade me from this lifestyle. I am now a pirate of the kitchen. I live on jerky and red wine, for some what ironically working in a kitchen affords little time to eat. I have learned sweet dance moves, for as it turns out regular walking will only get you killed in the house of knifes and fire. I have obtained a tablet with the hopes of better documenting and sharing these events with greater clarity and less censorship: the more an idea is rolled around the duller it’s edges tend to get.

Other than that, Hi! How are you?



So I started my career over. I went from IT to fry cook, and so far so good. I didn`t really choose to be a tech; When I started you could put `computer literate` on your resume. I am a gamer, and this gave me a competitive edge back when windows 98 was in style. Now that means shit, and there are hoards of folk that can do the same. Now I`m being told that I need a degree to do what I was doing fine for a decade. There is no way I`m getting a degree in computer science to be a cord monkey.
What to do.
Welp, people need to eat, and I have finally found a place that will trust me to not break their dishes. There are some that would be depressed being a 30 something frycook, but I am not one. I`m making about the same change, and people are not angry to see me so that`s a plus.