ok. so im obsessed with cooking, kpop, pretty much any kind of music, anything and everything paranormal, reading, writing, playing guitar... did I mention cooking? Pomperaug graduate, class of '14. Chef to be with my own restaurant. eventually. Wiccan and proud. Fiery redhead of Celtic French heritage. Dating a cute culinary major. focusing on myself. Majoring in culinary arts at the Culinary Institute of America. Graduating with my bachelors in 2018. juggling a social life, love life, college. My ask box is always open, so feel free to send me a message or ask questions! thanks for putting up with my ridiculousness and all that is this blog.
im honestly still getting used to the tap water in this state… it doesnt taste right, but if im gonna be living in New York for 4 years, i might as well be used to it.
The food safety midterm wasn’t that bad. Got a while before I have the product knowledge and math midterms.
Tests in all three of my classes today. Fucked for each.
I’m so scared he’s gonna break up with me… I haven’t had these kind of feelings for a guy in a long time. So fucking scared…
i refuse to be shamed for having a body. i refuse to get embarrassed when a tampon falls out of my purse or spend a whole day anxious about if someones going to notice that i forgot to shave a patch of leg hair. i wasnt put on this earth to spend my time apologizing for my existence and i refuse to let anyone make me feel like i have to waste my energy on all that petty shit
I love seeing all the kids who started last week in their chef whites bc they have the loaner jackets. Gotta love having my own coats.