Chef-husbands (aka husbands of a chef) and female chefs, I want you to know I think about you every time I write a post.
I write about combining restaurant and family life. I blog about our family’s journey as we try and accomplish this.
In our family my husband is the chef, so when I write, I refer to a chef as a “he.” I know there are many female chefs. Please don’t think I’m ignoring you or thinking you are not important! It’s just really awkward to read he/she all the time in a blog post. So I default to “he” for chef because my husband is a “he”. Please don’t take it personally. 🙂 (more…)
Introverts are people who are energized by spending time alone.
I don’t understand this at all because I’m an extrovert – completely the opposite.
However, my chef/husband is an introvert.
This is one area where we are nothing alike.
Looking at the definition of the word introvert, it doesn’t sound like that fits very well with the career of a chef, does it?
Not at all.
Put my chef/husband in a social situation and he’s very quiet. He usually won’t go out of his way to talk to people. If someone comes up and talks to him, he’s fine. But he’s not a big fan of small talk. (Too much to do, too little time . . .) He would just rather be at home instead of around a group of people. Being around a large group of people is not relaxing or energizing for him AT ALL! (more…)
My chef/husband took my favorite knife to work and will not bring it back home.
It’s the perfect knife. It truly is. I never knew I could come to love and use a knife that much.
But like I said, my chef/husband took it to work and will not bring it home.
Now in all fairness, he does use it a bit more at work than I would at home.
But still, it’s not very nice of him to have this amazing vegetable cleaver at home for a few weeks between jobs, allow me to fall in love with it and use it for practically everything, and then take it to work and not bring it home.(more…)
Every month on the 10th day, I grab my camera and capture my day with 10 pictures.
I was debating whether or not to even post the pictures today . . . wondering if it went along with my purpose for this blog.
I write about trying to combine restaurant and family life. (Or maybe I should say fighting to combine restaurant and family life. It’s so hard!!)
Yet again, my chef/husband went to work early and got home late. So he is not in any of the pictures. 🙁
So should I share my day?
I decided yes. (Obviously.)
As a chef wife, I have a lot of time by myself (and by myself, I mean with 3 children.) That is the reality of being married to a chef who works 60, 70, 80+ hours a week. So if I leave this day out, I’m leaving out reality. This is my life as a chef wife.
My chef/husband has been working from the minute he wakes up to the minute his head hits the pillow for what seems like forever. It’s been a long stretch without much time off.
He drove away as we were walking to the bus stop this morning and said, “You’re not going to take my picture, are you?” So no picture of him in his car driving away.
My loneliness as a chef wife seems to come and go.
My chef/husband can work 80 hours one week and 80 hours the next, but one week I’m fine and the next I’m not.
Why is that?
Right now I’m sitting here in a quiet home with candles lit, looking at pictures from the day. (Ok, actually I’m typing this post right now. But right before that, I was looking at pictures.)
It was a great day, full of projects and time with friends. But through it all, and now in the peace and quiet, I think of my husband and miss him. I wish my day had been full of time with him. It’s been a long time since we’ve had an entire day together. (more…)
