Well, I do. Seriously, my most recent commercial kitchen experience is from 1974, where I worked prep at a pizza delivery place in Milwaukie, Oregon. So here I am, trying to open a restaurant with no real time in a professional kitchen.
So, what to do? Well, I think I’m going to get a job. A side job. For free.
I’m going to offer myself for free to a restaurant on Sundays for two months. That’s right – for nothing. Just the pure joy of the experience.
So what restaurant? Well, given that our concept is Southern food, I sure don’t just want to flip burgers at Mickey D’s. Although the chance to rattle chons and woks is intriguing, I don’t think a Chinese place is really what I have in mind. Neither, then, a roadside barbecue stand. So where, then?
Well, I tried a little Belgian place nearby recently. The owner is a friend of a friend, and I got an introduction. Michael was cordial and interested, but it seems they had recently lost their head chef and things were in a bit of a turmoil, so he and his wife felt I would introduce an unneeded distraction. It would have been fun there.
So, now what? Well, there’s a place over in Manassas I want to try next. They make food I like and seem sufficiently large to offer a variety of experience. I may give them a whirl this weekend.
I’ll keep you all posted!