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Muff Mag 06

*sip*

So…

First block of Culinary is OVER *dreamy*

I Still have a writing class, but Math, Product Knowledge, Food Safety, and Introduction to Gastronomy are now things of the past *grins*

Man how time flies.

My next group of classes (not counting writing) is Principles of Design (art) and Baking Ingredients/Equipment (implements of destruction)… we’ll see how they go.

The last block went rather well, despite the fact that I stressed over every class every day.  I’m not too sure about Product Knowledge, that was a class that revolved around your ability to identify produce *sighs* I was at a decided disadvantage for that one.  For the bulk of my stay on the Rock produce was that stuff that came in a can made by Del Monte or else was frozen by our good friend, the Jolly Green Giant *shrugs*  The professor would wave some green leafy thing around that was Not pot and ask us “what is this?” to wit some know it all bozo in the class would shout out “oh, that’s Arugula” *rolls eyes*  That class worries me… I’m sure I passed it, but just barely *sighs*

I’m pretty sure I aced Food Safety though.  What with Gay Wilson, both Katies, and Jamillia shoving GMPs and HACCP down me throat fer ten years I Better have aced it *smirks* I had a decided advantage going into That class *grins* Oh, those restaurant fucks may Think they knew a thing or two about QC crap, but NONE of them had Jamillia hounding them, ya know?  None of ‘em ever had ta transload a van ‘cause the bloody thing wouldn’t hold a temp, either.  In fact, I Brought a lot o’ knowledge inta That particular class… blast temps, glazing, Partlows… *ponders* Bartlows?  Those time/temperature gauges on the front of vans and over at the retorts *shrugs*

Math was an independent study class… I never read the book ‘cause it just confused the fuck outta me *sighs*  Page after page after page of destructions explaining how to figure out a yield percent *rolls eyes*  Yield percent, glaze percent, wha’s the difference?  Page after page after page tellin’ ya how to convert ounces to grams *rolls eyes*  Pass me the bong while I try ta figger THAT one out *laughs*  I’d just show up on the days of the tests and puzzle me way through ‘em *shrugs*  Aced every test but I didn’t do some of the lame assed two point homework assignments so I figger I gotta B in that one…

Got me grade already for Gastro… (A-) he hee heee.  That was a fun class.  The philosophy of food, two of me favorite subjects *smirks*

But today was the beginning of a new block, and all of us Baker types (all 17 of us) went our separate ways, leaving our Culinary comrades to go off and play with meat while we went to play with pencils and papers drawing fancy designs for tasty desserts.

After class today I met up with some of me Culinary comrades and had a rather shocking de ja vu…  I suddenly found myself floating back to the first payday of the summer season when alla the greenhorns git their first null and void paychecks and are mooching smokes offa the somewhat more fortunate lifers who actually got paychecks with moola in ‘em ‘cause there I was, surrounded by six guys all bummin’ smokes offa me and all complaining about their first day inna class lovingly called Fish Fabrication *rolls eyes*

Fish Fabrication.

Fabrication.

Fish.

Fabrication.

*rolls eyes*

In other words they slimed a few fish.

MAYBE a totes worth *laughs*

Maybe.

More like three or four hundred pounds worth

They slimed a few

They filleted a few

And then they iced down a totes worth of fish *shrugs*

A group of like 20 guys spent six hours doing this.

And then, after class, six of ‘em stood around me, bummin’ smokes and tellin’ each other horror stories about how Hard it was, how Cold it was, and how Bad it smelled *laughs*

The freeks.

Needless ta say, I didn’t even Try to contain myself, bloody greenhorns.

When they talked about the BIG halibut they had to play with (30 pounds) I lost it completely.

I did give ‘em smokes though, and gave them a heads up on Rockfish in case the teacher is feeling particularly sadistic and fails to warn them about the quills, then me cab showed up and it was time fer me ta split…

Just putting the finishing touches on my “How To” paragraph for me writing class tomorrow (How To Glaze A Salmon) *shrugs*  short, sweet, simple, and hey, it’s even food related *laughs*

now I’m off to beddy bye land.

Rock on.

I gotta go
Torbjon




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