When Life Hands You Lemons…

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It’s been a while, and don’t think I haven’t noticed. 

I haven’t written on my blog in months, and I hardly have any idea where to begin.  In the interest of being honest, however, I guess the best place to start is the beginning.  I’m no old sage, but wisdom can come at any age.  These past few months I’ve learned that you can believe you have a great plan for your life, everything all set up, and then it can explode in your face and you have to start over.  I had plans to go out west with The Russian, but things didn’t work out and now I’m living solo in New York.

This isn’t the worst thing, however.

Life is what you make of it.  After changing some plans, I realized that I was selling myself short.  How short, you ask? Well, I learned I should follow my passions before all else.  Culinary school was calling my name, and I answered.  This fall, I will be enrolling in classes at the Culinary Institute of America in Hyde Park, New York, Alma Matter of such titans as David Burke, Anthony Bourdain, and Ilan Hall, to name a fraction of the amazing chefs that have graduated from this incredible institution.

I’ll be blogging the whole way through this incredible experience, sharing knowledge from class, new dishes that I’m inspired to make, and describing life in culinary school.  I’m so excited to see what I am going to learn, and where this pedigree will take me.  

That isn’t the only ting I’ve learned.

My family, both the one I was born into and the ones I’ve chosen, have stood behind me no matter what my life has handed me.  When I tripped, my Boston family was there to hold my hand, wipe my tears, and pat me on the back. That’s not something you can easily forget, and I will forever be grateful.  If I was a tomato plant (I learned a little about gardening this summer), my Boston family would be the stick I grew around, keeping me strong and helping me produce something beautiful.

Now I can grow on my own.

Time to Begin.

-L

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