It is indescribably frustrating trying to have a constructive dialogue with Republican trumpster types. Diversions, distractions, derision, topped off with dripping belligerent and grotesque Willful Ignorance, seems all they are capable of delivering.
Long story short, though the following was motivated by getting irritated by a clown attempting derision, it's actually a project I've often dreamed of doing and it is written for my kids and family and friends, some of whom are curious about my travels and confused about how all those experiences were achieved. This is concentrated on my culinary experiences, but can't help but drift into occasional glimpses into other aspects of my adventures.
Master of culinary arts?
How about a throw down with me?
Which cuisine are you masterful at?
I don’t mean rib tips and stuff. I am talking international.
For the sake of accuracy what I wrote is that I have a "respectable mastery of culinary arts and framing construction." ;-) When I accepted his offer and tried engaging, by asking about his own experiences, the joker goes crickets on me, the way they always do. That's because he's down to vapors while I have substance.
What get's me is that liberal progressive rational types keep rolling over for those same juvenile tactics a thousand times over, which is why we're in this downward spiral, but enough of that.
This is about me and a young man's path to a respectable mastery in culinary arts.
In the beginning.
During our senior year in high school, we were expected to decide on this or that career. I hadn’t a clue beyond knowing I was going to get a job in Yosemite Valley and live there, then travel. When pressed, the best I could come up with was that I'd like to know how food is made and buildings built. Not much, in fact embarrassing at the time, but in hindsight, spot on.
Camp Curry and Glacier Point, Yosemite National Park, California
It all began in Yosemite Valley at the Curry Cafeteria,