An Evening Alone

There is a new event that is going on now every week called "Dine with the Chef." This week we prepared everything for it and for the first one the exec chef too my Chef too. This meant I had to run the kitchen for dinner by myself. It was awesome. I mean I was really nervous at first. But I had the whole line to myself and didn't have any problems the whole night. I was in the zone, just pushing out the food. It was very exciting for me, kind of like showing that I was capable in the kitchen.

I now realize that when I am on break and have a good amount of free time that I have to change into my uniform. I can't let some of the guys know that I am free when they are working. It's strange, but I don't want to get any more questions of why I am not upstairs. If I can get my work done fast enough I like to enjoy some rest and relaxation, what little I may have. Anyways I also don't want it getting around to others who may want me to work extra duty somewhere else.

A few interesting things again that I find amusing... A lot of the guys call the walk in refrigerator a day room. It gets confusing, especially because who would want to spend a day in a 38 degree room. That's a little cold. Sometimes we hit some rough sea and the ship rocks a little, and plates fall. Every time a plate breaks I laugh a little. I mean it just slides right off of the shelf. Of course if I could prevent it I would, but when your trying to stop your whole station from falling to the ground there are bound to be few casualties. A lot of people keep giving me their information so that I can try to help them get jobs in the U.S. I mean I wish I could, but we have 99 cooks in the kitchen who all want to live in the states.

Anyways I have made past the half way mark of my journey here. With 13 weeks down and 12 to go it is all down hill from here. 6 more weeks in Alaska and then a 6 week crossing to Sydney. I am really looking forward to that last part. Now it's time to get some food and chill out a little.