Bob Evans, bootcamp?

Sunday, the day after what I call the culinary super bowl. My offduty supervisor needed some maternity clothes and a hearty breakfast. Bob Evans, anyone? We embarked on our journey.  10 miles into Smithfield, NC. We pull into this famed breakfast establishment, only to be met by the general manager of this particular one. After a few orders barked from this floor general, the young trainee, took us to our table. The enviroment was loud, with the constant order barking from this man looking for the savior of all Bob Evans, is Shannon here yet? "he barked." After about 200 times asking this question, he retired back to the hostess area. Our young waitress took our order. My wife orders the monster platter with a side of hugeness. I order this omlete called the border scrambler. This has sausage, sour cream, eggs, salsa, and cheese all packed into a beaten egg product, served with hash browns. We get our food in a respectable timley mannor. Huge spread! My meal was not at all what I expected. While packed full of deliciousness. The stuffing of this meal was ontop of my eggs. The meat barely had a mexican theme and the grease from the fried burger dripping off. I ate it to my surprise quite tasty. While my wife and I enjoyed our meal, the general manager was back at his shananagans. Barking orders right over our table, belittling his staff infront of the guest. Talking to the elderly about leukema right behind my wife, while she tried to enjoy her pancakes. This was a piss poor demonstration of how an establishment should opperate and we will not return.

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Baby on the way, new lazy boy anyone?

Sunday, a day of rest and eating. My wife and I went to our little trailer diner, called the Rocket Comet Diner for some outstanding breakfast. We both ordered the rocket comet sampler, including everything: eggs (anyway you like them), bacon, sausage, ham, pancakes, hashbrowns, fried apples and toast. Outstanding once again ladies keep up the outstanding work. During our morning conversation we discussed furniture. Decided we should go window shop. We found a going out of business furniture store. Is this for real? We picked up a 5 piece bedroom suit, a couch and a lazy boy for just under 2500 Holy Crap! We are so thrilled she had me rearrange the living room to make room for the delivery on Tuesday. What can I say I'm a sucker when it comes to my wife.

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New life calls for a new outlook!

Welcome to my first of many post.  As I stated in the about me section, I separated the military a few weeks ago to pursue a dream/goal, becoming a Chef!  I am a full time student in a Culinary Institute and so far so good.  I have been cooking for quite sometime now, mainly at home.  I am not one of these "Food Network" Celebachef.  I want to learn to be the fastest, skilled, master of my domain, kind of Chef.  Hard nose, take no shit manager but puts out top end, time and time again.  Happy customers=profit and at the end of the day, money rules the world.  I do understand that this is not a get rich quick job, not in it for that.  I am in this for the passion I have for food.  Looking at this culinary world from a Security point of view.  Odd at times, when we talk about supervision and managing.  When you manage and supervise 100's of fresh out of high school, think they know everything punks, its nice to see a tempo shift.  I understand this is going to take some growing for me, hell I haven't been in the food industry since 1996, when I worked at a rib shack to make my car payment after high school.  What I want out of this blog?  To document and seek advice from some of the top chef's in the industry.  Will it happen who knows, this world (Culinary) is based off of networking.  I will also be writing about food, the food I cook, the places we (my wife and I) eat at, and why we ate it.  I look forward to sharing my adventures with all of who ever reads this blog and look forward to the advice and experience that some of you have to offer.