Man, thank you for sharing this one again. I fell in love with working in kitchen and later realized the insanity of repitition. The definition of insanity Einstein claims is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results.
I too became a father, but this repitition is beautiful. It’s different and a beautiful thing to see. I also felt intimidated of being a father and the daunting thought of giving my daughter the best I can give, and then some.. So far she can’t speak, but I give her a strong and hearty “Yes chef!” Everytime I cook for her. It’s impossible to imagine being a father, or mother until you are one, isn’t it?
Thank you Will, this one had me rockin on my boat of emotions, I really enjoyed it and it brought me back! Phew! You are good! ✍️ 💫
I missed this post first time around, so glad you reposted, Wil. Your love for your son and description of fatherhood is so touching. And you nailed it about the truth of the workplace -- people want to work with people who make it fun and who care. Cheeky ifykyk! We are all born mad...:)
Thank you so much for this, Jolene. I'm so touched that you took the time to read let alone leave such kind words. There's actually a couple of Beckett references in the piece. For no reason other than my own amusement. 😊
I’m always struck by the relationship between confidence and letting go of worry or expectation, because I keep thinking I should be confident before I do the thing, and it always leads me astray.
What a wonderful read this was, I needed to see this today. Thank you so much for it.
I have four kids, three boys and a girl, and you're spot on when it comes to the amount of repetition being a father entails. "Sit right," "Put your plate in the sink," "Time for bed." Reading the same bedtime stories until they're over that book. Watching XYZ movie over and over. Listening to XYZ album on repeat. It has given me an idea for a piece, so thank you for the inspiration! Cheers!
Thanks for writing this. I too was a prep cook. For me it was at a French-ish restaurant and then I worked a grill cook at a diner here in the US. I like what you say about repetition. And more so -- the issue of qualifying to identify yourself. As a chef. Or a dad. My son is named Sam, too.
Great article Will. I remember the first time I spoke the Spanish version "oido!", literally "I've heard you", it came out in a tiny little voice and I felt it was so strange. But you soon get used to it, shouting it out with gusto. Lovely reflections on being a father, too.
Man, thank you for sharing this one again. I fell in love with working in kitchen and later realized the insanity of repitition. The definition of insanity Einstein claims is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results.
I too became a father, but this repitition is beautiful. It’s different and a beautiful thing to see. I also felt intimidated of being a father and the daunting thought of giving my daughter the best I can give, and then some.. So far she can’t speak, but I give her a strong and hearty “Yes chef!” Everytime I cook for her. It’s impossible to imagine being a father, or mother until you are one, isn’t it?
Thank you Will, this one had me rockin on my boat of emotions, I really enjoyed it and it brought me back! Phew! You are good! ✍️ 💫
Mate, thanks so much. Means a lot that you took the time to read and that it registers with you. Hope you and your little one is doing well.
I missed this post first time around, so glad you reposted, Wil. Your love for your son and description of fatherhood is so touching. And you nailed it about the truth of the workplace -- people want to work with people who make it fun and who care. Cheeky ifykyk! We are all born mad...:)
Thank you so much for this, Jolene. I'm so touched that you took the time to read let alone leave such kind words. There's actually a couple of Beckett references in the piece. For no reason other than my own amusement. 😊
Ooh, I’ll look, it’s like a Beckett treasure hunt. (I’ve spent a lot of time in Dublin ‘following’ him around!)
I’m always struck by the relationship between confidence and letting go of worry or expectation, because I keep thinking I should be confident before I do the thing, and it always leads me astray.
What a wonderful read this was, I needed to see this today. Thank you so much for it.
Well, thank you so much for reading. And thanks for the generous comment. Hope all is well with you!
I have four kids, three boys and a girl, and you're spot on when it comes to the amount of repetition being a father entails. "Sit right," "Put your plate in the sink," "Time for bed." Reading the same bedtime stories until they're over that book. Watching XYZ movie over and over. Listening to XYZ album on repeat. It has given me an idea for a piece, so thank you for the inspiration! Cheers!
Fantastic. I'd love to read what you've been moved to create. I hope you'll drop me a note if you publish it.
Thanks for writing this. I too was a prep cook. For me it was at a French-ish restaurant and then I worked a grill cook at a diner here in the US. I like what you say about repetition. And more so -- the issue of qualifying to identify yourself. As a chef. Or a dad. My son is named Sam, too.
And thanks for this generous comment, Andy. I'm really glad this piece resonated with you. All the best to you and your Sam!
What a beautifully written piece. I am a mother of four and also a “recovering line cook”. Your words resonate such depth and truth. Heard!
Thank you so much, chef. 😉
Great article Will. I remember the first time I spoke the Spanish version "oido!", literally "I've heard you", it came out in a tiny little voice and I felt it was so strange. But you soon get used to it, shouting it out with gusto. Lovely reflections on being a father, too.
Thanks so much, Nicola.