And of course, there were my chef's.
I'm not going to post about how awesome they were because I did that just a few weeks ago. But what I am going to tell you is that of all the chef instructors I had, there were 3 that I will always love and who will always remain in my brain. Certain words or phrases will always remind me of them, and the character they had will come through in my memories.
And I will always, without a doubt, see people who remind me of them.
For instance, here at work there are 2 men who resemble Chef C and Chef V. Both chefs are little men (in stature). One speaks with a thick Boston accent and the other a Latin one. The two men that roam the hallways at work could easily be their brothers. The first one could very well be Chef C's cousin-that's how much they look alike. Their mannerisms are quite alike as well as their accent. And being that Chef C is from this area, it wouldn't be impossible. He makes me smile whenever I see him because I remember how much Chef C loved us and how we made him cry at the end of our tenure there.
I have not ever heard the other man speak, but only have seen him walking by my office or passing him in the hallway. It's strange because his face looks exactly like Chef V's-even in his eyes which is the best part of Chef V. They always seemed to be dancing and there was always a joke behind them. The man who looks like him has the same expression. It freaked me out a bit this morning when I saw him because he looked directly at me as he was walking by-almost as if it was Chef V but in disguise.
That's silly, I know, but that's how I felt.
One of these days I'm going to go visit the school to see them again. It's going to be hard considering I work when they are there and I live in Boston and they are in CT. But I'll find a way and when I do, they might have a hard time getting me to leave.
Who knew that I would get so attached to them? It amazes me on a daily basis.