Shifting Gears

It's before my nap. Yes, I nap when I can now. Your warranty runs out eventually and four years of parenting makes you tired and sore.

The food business is tough on your body. Everyone has to eat, someone must feed them; even if that someone is yourself. I love the thrill of making an experience memorable-anyone that knows me knows that. I love doing extra steps and treating people as I like to be treated. So what is wrong with that? Why does food service have a bad rap...?

I hate dishes and housework. Perhaps it lies in childhood when I punished into doing all of it for my family of six...ida know?. I hate cleaning-at home. Somehow, put into that perspective I can see why.

If you have ever broken down a salad station, you will know the dirty side of the food industry. At the same time, if...
It all begun while walking down the street eating an apple..i knew that if. I am going out, paying for dinner, tipping well...

There are things I expect to find....
And why not? Everyone should.
Is the servers nails kept reasonable? Are her clothes clean? Does she keep her hair from eating her face. I just look to see I never judge.

On top of that, I used to be the most shy, meek, sweet person you could know. A series of bad relationships and the service industry broke that little girl and created me.

Being outgoing and friendly is so much more empowering. In my oh so goth days, I just didn't care. The apathy kept me in my box. I liked my box, as a triple air sign, the box was confining. I need to float, be real and not fatalistic. I wanna be seduced. Food is the ultimate seduction.

I spent a year "soul searching". I had previously worked in a used bookstore, a job I loved except for my crazy cakes boss. I ran cooking, kids, and whatever random section was thrown at me. I would often be caught reading (in a bookstore?!?) cookbooks like some read romance. Deep in my own world of flans and phillo. I came to the realizations that "this is more than a hobby, this is addiction" and that "I need to do something that pushes my creativity".

Inadvertently, I was learning Spanish and French. Expanding on my knowledge, I would take all of it home, fantasies of reductions and froì gras running though my head.

A year later I found what i had been needing at G.S. G.S. prides itself on being "elegant and casual". I am both of those. I am a goth chick whom is always elegant, even at three in the morning, and I can chill then with ease...perfect.

The feel of my place reminds me of a diner-the decor though is classy and clean. (I have never worked in a cleaner kitchen). The combination is exactly what I'd go for, if I got to open a place.
- Adree Does Eat