SA, Deb Grabien went to the Culinary Institute of America. You might want to drop her a line for more info on the place.
Totally forgot that deb went to the CIA! Thanks for reminding me.
SA is thinking of cullinary school?
yep. It's always been a dream, but I've been distracted by academics the last four years.
and if you are thinking of restaurant cooking, you gotta learn to live with being yelled at)
I'm kind of thinking about it as a way to pay for grad school doing something I enjoy. I can deal with being yelled at.
Purely selfish motives here. 1) SA close by 2) Opportunity to sample homework
hee! Absolutely.
SA, Johnson & Wales University in RI has an excellent culinary repuations
I really considered applying there after high school, but my parents scared me into going to college.
The main campus for CIA is in the Hudson Valley. It is gorgeous there. Just sayin.
- grin* No ulterior motives? I could do that area for a couple years.
SA, I know two people who went to The Cooking and Hospitality Institute of Chicago (http://www.chic.edu/) and they really liked it.
Thanks CK! So many places to choose from...
The Institute of Culinary Education (formerly Peter Kump's) in Manhattan has an excellent reputation. We've also got the French Culinary Institute -- their restaurant (L'Ecole) is a favorite of mine.
Again I say: so many places! I'm going to have to look closely at the criteria for admittance.
I don't know but I have found it to be true more than not. I have a theory that they aren't *just* or *only* or *neccessarily* just trying to get lucky and so the conversation matters too. Also? Often men can get more interesting and better conversationally, ime.
Well (and I should have said this earlier) he wasn't, like, old. He had ten years on me, but age is a construct, and when you relate with someone, age really doesn't matter. But it's something that always happens to me, and it just bangs home that my peers (or at least my contemporaries) seem to have no interest in me. And it's vice versa, but still.
Happy birthday to Maria.
Trudy, that is horrifying and so dumb! What an ass.
Ya'll, it just took me
five and a half hours
to drive from Nashville to Knoxville, a trip that takes two hours max. I'm crashing at a friend's place tonight, and will drive back to Berea in the morning. Damned snow.
Well (and I should have said this earlier) he wasn't, like, old. He had ten years on me, but age is a construct, and when you relate with someone, age really doesn't matter.
Ah. I was projecting.
I am reading about the school my neicelet was sent to and the rage is building. They are talking about how they focus on being girls and not young women. Yes, this is the neicelet whose mother has had her bleaching her hair, waxing her eyebrows, shaving her legs, wearing false nails and makeup for the last six years at the very least. If I weren't frothing at the mouth, I might realize it's been even longer. And now they are worried she might be growing up too fast and missing things?
rage rage rage rage rage
I suspect that an Ambien and watching GA tomorrow might be a better choice tonight.
Ah. I was projecting.
Which isn't to say what you were describing hadn't happened before. It has. I have Stories.
That's totally rage worthy. And I think Ambien and GA manana is a great idea.
Oh good, it is costing them a total fortune. That makes me feel better. Because I am petty and because I miss her.
That's totally rage worthy. And I think Ambien and GA manana is a great idea.
Yep. This awake thing isn't working out so well.
Forgot to mention, the girl who has been bleached, waxed and primped for at least six years? 16.
I have Stories.
Once I am much nicer to be around, I might prettily ask to here some Stories. I shall even barter story for story.
I'm sorry about the neicelet, Cass, and the dumbassed boy, Trudy, and the dance of the image-demon, DJ. SA, you've gotten good counsel here. Still vibing perfect apartment-ma and jobma sj's way.
And since I managed to miss wishing -t, Maria and Kristin happy on their respective birthdays, just let me send wishes to each of you for a happy and productive year, with little to trouble you.
I'm sorry about the neicelet
Thank you, Bev. This situation is just breaking my heart too much tonight. I had to get off of the school's Web site.
I am instead wandering craigslist looking for potential places to live. And trying to not to have a meltdown. Though I am finding housing options so that is good.
I took an Ambien and half a Xanax to try and calm down. Hoping that I will be overwhelmed by the sleepies any moment now.
Calm but not sleepy. Curse you wee pharmacutical dream in a tablet. But I am calm, so it's not a total loss. Thinking of a quick dip in a hot bath.
Grump.
Shutting the computer down now and hoping I can trick myself into sleepy.
Hey, everyone.
I had a rough night last night. Didn't get home from the ER until well after midninght. They really wanted to keep me, but I kept throwing fits about that. I think they kept me extra long to see if they could change my mind. I was in tears, in pain, coughing till I puked, and had five neb treatements. Not a good night.
