Mean Streets of Brunswich

 

 

Some days I really wish I could just shut my brain off. Its these days that make the weight of the world seem almost unbearable. And why? Because im unfulfilled in my life. I want to be, but im not. Someone told me today, “Sean, your problem is you need to make everyone happy.” Naturally, I disagreed and made some sort of excuse as to why I didn’t. The reality of it all is that I really do. In every sense of the word I do. And with that I spread myself too thin among a lot of my friends. I wish it weren’t so but that’s just how it is. It’s a daily struggle to manage my time enough to fit in everyone that needs it, along with get in those people that I want in there. It leaves little time for myself where im not compulsively checking my phone or responding to something on social media/email. I made a promise to myself this morning that I was going to do one thing that I really wanted to do today. Whether with someone or by myself, it was going to happen. I went to Hogs with my roommate, had a really good dinner, and came home. I needed it. It’s the little things like that which allow me to keep some shred of sanity. As I sit and think about all of this the best part of it was the actual food. I had some chicken fingers and the brunswich stew. (if you haven’t tried it then stop what youre doing and go get this stew. Its good.) Someone about eating these two things really put me at ease for a minute. With the passing of my grandmother this morning and the crash and burn of my love life, food is going to play a more central role and calming me down and putting me in my place. It got me thinking about something after that, What is the ultimate comfort food??.. Its something that I want to discover and will hopefully be able to share with all of you in the upcoming however long it takes. I want this to be something that benefits not only myself but all of those that like to drown their sorrows in a tub of ben and jerrys, or in that large pizza from papa johns. And at the very least, I want to entertain you and let you watch me grown back in to the sassy scoundrel that you know and most of you love. Ill do my best to not bash any exes or get too far off the beaten path, but I make no promises. Tomorrow is a new day and with it we’re all going to learn something.

Under the influence

Ive trying to pin down the root of my culinary drought. I wish I could blame it on lack of scheduling or my woes outside of the restaurant, but in reality it comes down to just one simple thing: I got lazy. Returning from the Navy where my life was structured and set, the idea of the pirate chef lifestyle was more than inciting anything I could possibly imagine. Much to my dismay it was so when I returned and this was not the case. It affected my attitude and the way I rolled. Sushi used to be an extension of me and over time that just disappeared. Last Saturday, I had a good day. I rolled well, got everything done I needed to, and felt like, for that brief time, that I was master of my domain again. Do I need that everytime? Absolutely not. But its like being with someone who makes your life hell most of the time, but that one time they make you feel special makes up for everything. The world is back in rotation. Well, my world is back in rotation. And with this ive felt a small spark of inspiration. Even little sparks can create a wild fire. Thats what makes these times in my life so exciting.