Now, I'm a professional baker! This means that I have a ridiculous schedule and spend way too much time in a hot basement. I'm usually done with work before you've eaten lunch.
I wear white all day and black all night, I work with my hands, and I will do almost anything. Spontaneity is infinitely more fun than repetition.
I am hungry, loud, and fairly "normal"
I'll watch pretty much anything. I watch streaming Netflix daily.
I am a food geek, which is infinitely better than being a food snob. Sure, I'll eat the ancho-rubbed, fois-gras-stuffed braised pork belly and I'll like it. But I'll also eat the taco con lengua from the street cart in Queens and like it too. I've eaten live octopus, silk work larvae, hagas, and worse, and I'd eat them all again in an instant.
- Coffee (and lots of it)
- Shiny things/things with buttons/things with screens
- French-style butter
- Where can I free up an evening so I can go out and do stuff.
- What's for dinner (and breakfast and brunch and lunch and all the meals in between)