project progress

Setting things in motion starts so slowly sometimes.

When I was a child, I loved to draw and color and paint.  My family was convinced that I was going to become the next Rembrandt. By the time I was in kindergarten, I was more advanced than a lot of the kids when it came to coloring time.

I had a library of coloring books at my disposal at home and at relatives houses. Every christmas I would get crayons AND colored pencils. One of the few things my mother denied me was access to her oil paint set.

This was all fine for me, except one thing: The subjects of the coloring books were BORING! I wanted more from my coloring books, so at the early age of 6, I made it a life goal to make the best coloring book in the world.

Skip forward 30 years.

In the early 2000’s I found myself teaching art at a local youth center.  Rembrandt? No. Doing good for future minds? YES!

When I first started, say about a month into this 6 year gig, one of the younger girls told me it was her birthday, and asked me to draw her a picture.  We had a conversation about where she would love to go for her birthday, she told me a bunch of different places. To keep things simple, I drew a landscape of tropical islands with a big smoking volcano. This quick sketch began the journey of the perfect coloring book.

One hundred twenty-five images later, that took about 5 of the six years I worked there to finish it, is in my opinion a perfect coloring book.

Now I have this new perfection i am striving for. Last night I was focusing on the menu, which is so so far from being complete.

Life is awesome with all the different paths we can take.


WTF am I Thinking?

When I started this blog, it was for the love of food.  As we all know, life has unexpected twists and turns, many of which we are unable to foresee.

Until recently, I had zero interest in pursuing a career in the food industry.  Yes, until recently.  I have done stints in the service industry to make ends meet, that’s what artists do, we become servers, cooks, and dishwashers all the time. So, fair to say, I really wanted nothing to do with running a restaurant.

Every person I have fed has said the same thing: You should open a restaurant. Often I tell my gentlemen callers that I would prefer to cook for them as opposed to going out because my cooking is far superior to anything we are going to find locally, and a hell of a lot cheaper. Even my toughest critics Me, Myself, and I, plus my roommate, say that I need to progress professionally as a cook.

About a month ago, a close friend and I were having a conversation over a meal, at a restaurant. We were both not moved by the meal, however the conversation was thrilling.  He told me of the really amazing restaurant idea, and said that we need to hop on this idea, and make it happen. With his business idea, and experience, paired with my skills and education we will have a successful dining establishment.

I have given myself to the end of this moth to have my business plan completed.  We already have a few people interested in backing us financially.

This is all so very exciting! I am at an age where I want to do something really big and important.  I feel in my heart of hearts that I am doing the right thing for once.

This is huge.  There is so much to do. Of course, I will be blogging about this as I figure things out. Blogging about things is a great way to sound things out. Especially things of a food nature, and life experiences as we all know.

So,  WTF am I thinking? I am thinking that life is too short not to do this. I am thinking onto the research I need to do, and the planning that has to be done.  I am thinking that I want to set this in stone so I can run with it. I’m thinking that this is scary. I’m thinking it’s challenging. I KNOW this is what I need to do.