No recipe today — blogging, I’m afraid, has fallen to the bottom of my “to do” list lately — but I do have something to share. I profiled a local chef and restauranteur for Columbus Crave. Alfonso Contrisciani is a Certified Master Chef, teacher, hobby farmer, and all around fascinating character, and you can read the story here.
I wish I had known then that everything would be OK, and my worth did not rest on getting promoted to this higher position. – Anna Holmes
Jill Filipovic interviewed Anna Holmes about her career and it’s a great read. Holmes delivers some straight-shooting real talk about life and success. It’s fascinating when people share stories about the course of their career — it seems that taking opportunities when they present themselves and then moving on when you’re ready is more important than any five or ten year plan. I’ve been struggling with my decision to leave my old job and shedding many anxious tears over what I’ll do next. It gives me some peace of mind to hear Holmes say that she felt the same way when she was my age.
Once again, a hectic weekend prevented me from running my usual errands. After going to the gym and eating dinner (thank God David cooks often and well) we had to run out to the grocery store. Pulling into the Food Lion parking lot at 8:30, I was feeling pretty grumpy and overtired. But then I remembered what it was like to work an 8-hour shift on a cash register until 9 or 10 o’clock at night and I was profoundly grateful that I was able to just pop in and out of the store. And I made sure that I smiled and didn’t act impatient around the cashier.
Today I’m grateful for: my job. It offers me work I’m interested in, living wage, and health insurance. And I don’t have old men hitting on me all the time (that happens a lot to female cashiers).
Too upset today over this debacle to think clearly. Arg.
Ehhhhhh … coming up blank today. Shameful. But mostly I’m just tired and irritable, as evidenced by the fact that I’m eating out of the bag of chocolate chips in my cupboard.
Nothing today — just prayers for Boston.