Deep Fried Love

I was the Maitre D in the dining room today, and I was completely surprised at how much I enjoyed it. I'd really liked being a captain, taking orders from the restaurant guests and working with my subordinate runner to serve the diners a wonderful meal. My experience as a runner though, was less than positive, although that was largely due to my captain having made several rather large mistakes that I was then stuck attempting to remedy. All that to say, I was apprehensive before we opened our doors this morning. Now I would be happy to do it again.

I wasn't certain how I felt about our dining room duties for half the semester but I'm really glad I get to experience this. It's helping me figure out what I want to do, where I want to go. It's definitely helping my confidence in my ability to achieve my dream of someday running my own little place. Seems I do a lot better in positions of direction and instruction than I do working under others, but that was something I basically already knew.

This was my supper tonight. I am still loving my deep fryer, having made several delicious things with it since receiving it at Christmas. My homemade hand-breaded chicken fingers came out beautifully and tasted great. I overdressed the salad, but it was still very good too. It's a warm fried-potato salad, with heirloom tomatoes and baby spinach, and a garlic mayo dressing. Now I'm going to relax, digest, and watch some Fringe. Cheers!