the chef has officially began his new career as a physician. july 1 was his – and thousands of other medical residents’ – first real day on the job. he went in at 5:30 a.m. and got home at 9:45 p.m.
i think it’s safe to assume i’m going to need to learn to cook alone. and because i’m currently jobless (unless you count binge watching parenthood and big love and sending in millions of unsolicited resumes to people who don’t really want them a job, which at this point, i kind of do, only i don’t get paid for it), i have lots of time to do so.
up first: my first batch of on-my-own, without-the-chef chicken stock.
chef meets girl 