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It is a little sad. I will miss it dearly. However, I will take with me the memories and the skills that I have learned and I will continue to build upon them in another school-the school of life.
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I arrived at the school on Thursday at 3pm to prepare for our 7pm dinner. As the Sous Chef, I was expected to set up the dining room with our Chef and to make sure everything was in order when we started preparing for our guests to arrive.
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When I walked into the building, my Chef walked up to me and told me to sit down. He said that he had some bad news and that I would be very upset about it. My mind raced-we'd heard storied about the semester when 3 students were killed right before graduation (in different accidents!) and I could only think about who it was that was hurting. Luckily, it was not nearly as bad.
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During the brainstorming stage, I came up with an idea for our intermezzo course. I suggested that we serve them on top of an ice bowl and that we light it from below with a LCD light. So, for a few weeks we each collected 32 oz Gatorade bottles. We filled them with water, froze them an unmolded them and finally, melted them down on a hot iron (made for ice) so they were level.
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During the night on Wednesday, the freezer broke and all of our ice sculptures melted. Chef thought I would be upset, but in my opinion, there really wasn't anything we could do about it, so I told him it was fine. Below, you will see the pretty way we adapted, and nobody (except Greg who was a trooper and drank LOTS of Gatorade for me) knew the difference.
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I only had to yell at Tim once-I asked him to prepare the centerpieces, which were breadsticks. I asked that they be on the tables by 6pm, as I knew people would arrive early. I had to ask him again 20 minutes later to start heating them up, and by 6pm I had to say in front of everyone, "I'm not sure how I can convey this to you more precisely Tim, but I need those centerpieces on the table. Get it done!"
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Of course, Know-It-All loved that I yelled at him-but it got the job done, and Tim did not care. He actually did a pretty good job last night and helped me out quite a bit. And thankfully, he got them done, because just as I suspected, people arrived early to watch up in the windows.
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Here are pictures of us working fast and hard to get everything done before the 7pm deadline:
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Me, unmolding and plating my ginger chocolate mouse cakes...
My team sauteing, piping, blending, hustling (me in the corner right) That's my mom's head peeking in the window. 

After dinner we cleaned up and went out for drinks. 3 of our Chefs came, and they bought us drinks and talked to us about things they were not allowed to talk to us about before. We laughed and joked and talked about our mutual respect for each other. It was a great day, and I am one lucky chef...













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