How we met

Cheffie and I met while we were both attending culinary school in Portland Oregon. I was 18 and had never worked in the industry, eager and excited to learn all that I could. He was 24 and had already been working for 9 years and had been recently passed up for a position at a major hotel because he did not have a culinary arts degree. He was cynical and annoyed that he even had to be there in the first place. I always just tell people we were neighbors and leave it at that. Cheffie elaborates a little more about how he was making a sandwich and my roommate was at his house. He needed some lettuce for his sandwich and my roommate told him I had some. She called me and asked me to bring it over for him and I did. That was our first initial meeting. A couple days later I was upset and walking to the store when he stopped and asked if I needed a ride. I accepted and then ranted all the way to the store about my roommate and how it was her turn to buy toilet paper and she left for a long weekend. I'm sure he thought I was a freak. From then on when ever he went anywhere he would come over and ask if I wanted to go with him. We went everywhere together and were best friends for about 5 months until we started dating. I must mention at this time I wasn't completely naive to the hours required for the hospitality industry but my think ahead chef liked to work hard during peak seasons so he could take time off and play in the down time. This was his down time and we had an awesome time playing. Please forgive the photo it is a scan of a picture.(remember film?) This picture makes me smile and think, "If they only knew..."