I have an interesting problem. My work self is bleeding over into my school self. At school, I'm behaving like the driven, frantic, cooking beast that works at the restaurant. I expect the kids at school to display the same excellence as the men and women at work. Big surprize they aren't as good as professional cooks. I have to work at separating my work self from my school self. I have to remember that all kitchens are not created equal. If not, I'll leave a train of unhappy people (and partners) at El Centro.
