uuuum nah, i'm a real chef, not a yuppie belly filler. but thanks.  actually, when I get into the kitchen the stress goes away.  in the zone i feel like a fighter pilot. until i crash and burn. wow i've cracked quite a few times.   i'm not looking to be some sedate pussy who has to hide from the world. or i would have stayed on purusha. frankly, i am sort of fearless which is part of my abusive nature.  I have eaten a whole dose of san pedro cactus once - eaten it raw. my own personal fear factor.
 
 I like to hit life head on. I will play Tupac while riding around the ghet. yeah, killa, you know what time it is. yeah. i wouldn't have continued cooking through literally thirty different jobs here in nola if i didn't like it. I also am a masochist, you really have to be. King Kong ain't got nothin on me, but Mrs. Kong's been hittin me up. Seems King gets distracted easy by naked women in the skyscraper windows. Queenie likes a man in latex. 
 
A masochist I am.  I like all my scars, and used to want a burn tatoo instead of ink. In fact, I still want one but don't know where they do them. Lay people have no idea what it's like to be so hot that you sweat through every single pore of your entire body, and you drink a gallon of water and don't pee once, and you have too keep pouring ice water over your head which is like heaven for a sec, and then you keep going for another six hours. it's real and i felt it. 
 
I have met and befriended many minorties especially black and Vietnamese to whom I owea professional and gratitude debt.  These people taught me and held nothing back from me over the years including their stories. I've met so many many people.  And then I have gotten to hear every single detail of their entire lives.  It was good experience. very beautiful....
 
so for now these words of Tupac,"  If you don't have something to live for then you better find something to die for."
----- Original Message -----
From: Vaj
Sent: Saturday, March 19, 2005 4:29 PM
Subject: Re: [FairfieldLife] Cutting through fear


On Mar 19, 2005, at 5:17 PM, rudra_joe wrote:

> Plate after plate after plate after plate after plate after plate
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> owner trippin, fuck me dead. gotta run.

You know a cool job, pays great and would be perfect for you?

Being a home chef. I don't know if that's what you call it, but
basically yuppies pay you to come to their house, with all the
groceries, etc. and you make meals-- like usually a min. of 5 around
here or more if you want. They charge by the meal or other ways. You
design the menu around the people. And they're in little storage
containers for the freezer or fridge so when they wanna eat they just
heat up these homemade meals they picked out. It's the rage these days.

And great if you both work. I've been looking into it.

If you had credentials as a chef at great restaurants you could most
likely get higher end clientele willing to pay whatever.



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