I have a whole slew of posts written and ready to go. I thought, “Ha! I will be prepared and will put these up on a regular basis and on a schedule. It will be the most organised blog launch in history.” I forgot about the universe.
I have a little story to tell.
Once upon a time there was a guy. He thought that he had a really good handle on his life. Work at a decent job with some really wonderful people that he really loved working with, making a decent amount of money. He wasn’t going to get rich, but it would let him have the means and the time to enjoy the things he liked. Chief among these, checking out restaurants, learning about new food and techniques, hopping bars, diving into cocktails and spirits, enjoy the company his friends, and travelling a bit. Then he got bit by the urge to take it another step. He loved the people he was meeting and the joy of being a host and providing people with an enjoyable experience of their own was very powerful.
This guy is obviously me. Thinking things over, I decided that I wanted to get behind the bar. The strangest thing is, I didn’t really consider going into the kitchen. I love to cook, and I love to make good food for people, but I also crave the interaction of being face to face with the person you are giving your creations to. So behind the bar it was. I asked Jim Romdall at Vessel in Seattle if I could come in and barback for him and start to learn about being on the other side of the stick. I was incredibly flattered when he said yes right away and I dived in wholeheartedly.
Fast forward a few months. An opportunity came up at my day job at the University of Washington to leave and be able to cash out all of my ridiculous amounts of vacation time. (When I say ridiculous, take a huge amount of vacation time and multiply it by crazy, that’s how much I had.) It was soul searching time for me. In the end, I realised I had the rare opportunity to pursue my passions and hopefully make a living while doing it.
Having made my decision to leave the safe confines of University employment and make a commitment to the restaurant and bar industry I started to let my friends know. I was immensely moved by the outpouring of support and well wishes from my former colleagues and the welcome I received from all of my friends in the industry. Of course, I was nervous and had moments of doubt. What kind of moron leaves a job in the middle of a recession?! Still, in the end the feeling of coming to my place in the universe was unmatched and overwhelmed any doubts.
Thank you to everyone who has supported me and helped me as I take this next step in life. It’s been a whirlwind and it will only continue. Here’s to a fun ride.