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.
