Last night I went with Mike’s family to a charity event called Wine and Pints at Restaurant International. The best part of the evening was that Mike was one of the chefs-in-training who made the meal! I’m not at all bias, but the bruschetta that Mike was in charge of was the best part of the three courses. Ok, maybe I’m a bit biased but it objectively it really was the most delicious. And I know delicious when I taste it.
True to fashion, when anyone in my life starts on their own fun journey I’m like. “You should blog it!” (And then I have to remind myself that not everyone wants to put their life into words. Really weird, right?) Anyway, Mike has some amazing stories to tell about the first time he walked into a kitchen at a Holiday Inn (He was lambasted the whole day for cutting the bread wrong, chopping the herbs wrong, not kneading the pizza dough enough…. He did get one compliment from the chef though and that was for being extra good at cleaning up his work station, which consequently is only marginally related to being a good chef) and helping to cater a charity auction. Anyway they’re only partially my stories. But my story is this: you look good in a chef coat, everything I’ve tasted that you’ve made has been just amazing (perhaps minus the one roasted red pepper soup that made me cry a bit because it was a tad on the spicy side) but most of all I love watching you light up when you tell me stories from the kitchen or recite from memory, the recipe for mayonnaise.
(An item for sale in the Silent Auction. Recognize the photo they used? My blog is basically famous in Ottawa ;) ^^)
^ blurry but yummy ^
Isn't this the best? Mike's dad got to shake his hand. ^^
(The little remote-thingys are to vote on whether you preferred the wine or the beer with the meal. Hence; Wine and Pints.)
Have an awesome weekend everyone!