33 Minneapolis, MN
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My self-summary
I work too much, hardly have any time off, but love almost every minute of what I do. Beyond the kitchen I hold a variety of interests from music to literature to scouring baseball statistics. I talk a lot, whether that is a good thing or not is yet to be determined. But I enjoy good company.

I am intense. I'm being as forward as possible here. I've been described as eccentric, I say and sometimes do weird things, nothing too odd, but not of the normal variety. In the end my heart is in a good place and if you can deal with the rest than you might want to keep reading.
What I’m doing with my life
Working a whole bunch these days it seems and not much more. I've toyed with leaving the kitchen and going back to school for an MFA in English. I've toyed with moving to some far-off land and learning some new cuisine then moving again to learn some more.

While all of that I fancy, I've found my way into one of the most innovative, backbreaking restaraunts in the city. I'm pretty content just to stay put. I work 16 hour days, but get to cook food my way and work with the best bunch of chefs imaginable.
I’m really good at
I talk, A LOT, and certainly need someone that can keep pace. I hate rolling over people, hence why I'm attracted to strong, independent individuals with a lot to say.

On a lighter note, I'm really good at making sauces, preparing fish, baking, writing flash fiction, screaming, drinking Belgian beers, peeling asparagus, making soups, and talking.
I used to be good at writing shitty punk songs and decent short stories.
The first things people usually notice about me
My nasally voice. My overt cynicism. My beard (if I have one, been shaving lately), my non-stop chatter, my flailing Italian talking hands, the weird crap that comes out of my mouth, the fact I love the Minnesota Twins and if you ever see me it becomes blatantly obvious. Oh, and apparently my eyes. Why can't it be like the shape of my ears or the flare in a nostril or something?

Apparently, I'm noticeable. I think I'm just annoying and loud.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Books: Anything by Haruki Murakami, Yukio Mishima, Anchee Minn, F. Scott Fitzgerald, Gabrielle Garcia Marquez, Jorge Borges, and Herman Melville. Those are favorites. I do have a soft spot in my heart for dystopic novels and stories and Dr. Faustus.

Movies: Shitty action flicks ala John Carpenter, Sunshine, Harold and Maude, Troma films, Mondo Cannibal flicks, B-rate grindhouse, horror, sci-fi sorts of things, documentaries, yadda yadda. Oh, and I just watched the Serbian Film, it is fucking gross.

Shows: The League, Always Sunny, Louie, Game of Thrones, Eerie Indiana, Archer, that is just what I have been watching the last few months. All time favorites though include, Big O!, Escaflowne, Neon Genesis, Cowboy Bebop (Get the picture I love anime) The first 4 seasons of Six Feet Under, The Young Indiana Jones, Red Dwarf, Star Trek (Any of them) and Home Movies. In the end, if I can find the time to actually watch a bit of tv I scour Netflix, but I find that I will go months at a time without turning on the television, which I'm completely alright with.

Music: I like it. A lot of it. I mostly like it loud and screaming.

Food: Anything.
The six things I could never do without

I spend a lot of time thinking about
How the hell I ended up where I am in life.

How weird it is we milk other animals and drink it.

How owning an old-world style meat shop would be the best thing ever.

How to successfully remove a yolk from a hard-boiled egg and replace it with liquid cheese, then wrap the sucker in pork sausage, bread it, fry it, and walla, cheese filled Scotch eggs.

How I wish I could read in Japanese so some of my favorite books would make more sense.

Nice paper and pens.

Where all the nice girls went.
On a typical Friday night I am
Sweating it.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
There is an 80-year-old Italian woman living somewhere inside me. Other than that not much is really private about me. I'm kind of an open book and I kind of have a bad habit of telling people things I probably shouldn't about myself.
You should message me if
First and foremost you have your shit together. And by this I mean you need to be employed, you need to have goals, dreams, and aspirations, and I'm very attracted to educated and somewhat intellectual types. I'm not an emotional mechanic. I have my own demons and I deal with them the best I can and I am diligent in trying to better myself and be successful in this life. I'm a terribly driven person with regard to my career. There's a joke in my business that the kitchen is our girlfriend. I simply can't cuddle the robo-coupe comfortably and without getting subtly shocked. So..... I mean it. Have your shit together. I refuse to waste time with someone that does not.

You should message me if you'd like to know more, are intelligent, and are sane, will not stab me in the neck or punch me in the nose insane, but you're going to have to have a little insanity to deal with me, fair warning. If you have obvious mental illness and if you drink too much as a way to cope with it we will not work. By all means drink too much, but I can't handle sociopaths or severely disturbed people anymore. Tried, fun, not so much fun, done.

Also, if you're my mortal enemy on here. You have to be cool, or at least we should duel in a respectful manner. I am totally willing to purchase flint lock revolvers for the both of us as well as some mid-1700s garb and white wigs. Then, if you're still up for it, we can totally try to shoot each other. I'm not really kidding here.

You have any restaurant recommendations in the Minneapolis/St. Paul and/or surrounding areas that are just damn good places to stuff face at. Or you like trying new grub. I promise, I'll pick apart a meal, but I'm not rude about it. I see it as research.