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More Things They Don’t (Can’t) Instruct You (Me) In Culinary (Any) School

The recent separation of Chris Olson, former Chef de Cuisine from Parka, a restaurant in Minneapolis, has spurned interesting conversations about things they don’t teach you in culinary school. Olson’s original post was published on Eater, though he deleted it from his blog, and Chef Stewart Woodman elaborated through his blog Shefzilla.

Culinary school is like any other type of school. No amount of education can instill within a student a strong work ethic. Unfortunately, many other educational systems also don’t adequately prepare students for the reality of work, in a general sense. In restaurants, this reality will entail the intense schedules and physical working conditions described by the posts above. Outside of the restaurant industry, higher education doesn’t necessarily prepare students for the reality of work. That an expensive degrees won’t guarantee a job or that we’re not all as outstanding as our alma maters may have lead us to believe. No college degree can compensate for laziness, immaturity, or personality disorders.

College didn’t encourage me to have realistic expectations of days spent stuffing, labeling, and sealing thousands of envelopes. For the sheer boredom of a five-day work week straight out of Office Space. College couldn’t make me responsible enough to keep my desk clean. College certainly did not emotionally prepare me to answer the death calls from people whose loved ones just died, to be the first one to call them back, or to sit in my office staring at their ashes. These things I had to do myself, through baptism by fire. I got better with maturity and age. Through a painful quest for self-awareness that only I could initiate. May I confront these realities with increasing grace and maturity. They will return for me, again and again, and they return will for you. That’s the reality of life. It’s both harsh and beautiful.

Culinary School is, indeed, more forgiving of making mistakes. So was college. What might get you a tongue lashing or “C-” in school might put you on a progressive disciplinary path or result in termination from a real job. Like any other education, culinary school involves students who work their tails off and students who slack, burdening others with their shares of the work. Some of these slackers will graduate and the depressing fact is that we’ll all earn the same degree. The value of culinary school, or any school for that matter, revolves around the effort one puts into class. And not just into class, but the opportunities and work experience beyond the classroom.

Culinary school simply can’t instill within a student a strong work ethic or character. No school can. Culinary school can provide exposure to new ingredients, some of which may be difficult or expensive to attain at home. It provides basic instructions for preparing said ingredients and correcting mistakes, whenever possible. Students will have to relearn their employer’s way of making dishes anyway, but at least they will have had an introduction. There’s got to be some value in not balking at culinary basics like making roux or setting up a breading station. Culinary school teaches students how to use industrial kitchen equipment. It teaches students to convert measurements and practice working quickly and efficiently through repetition and structure.
Many of the students in my class are combining this culinary program with their first experience in higher education. At the end of two years, they will have learned culinary basics and completed their generals, paying far less than if they had attended for-profit institutions like Le Cordon Bleu or Arts Institutes. This is not to say one must have a college degree to be successful at work. My husband is a prime example. He worked his way up into management. However, this is the path my classmates have chosen and, when they graduate, I will be proud.

I’m not delusional. I’m under no impression that I’ll wear a chef’s jacket upon graduation or be the next Food Network star. I would expect to earn any career by working from the bottom up through time, blood, sweat, tears, and a certain degree of luck.

I know what I am. A better-than-average home cook enrolled in a community culinary school with a blog. And I’m ok with that.

Extending Our Great Food Dialogue

Food is never just about the food.

There’s just something about food that connects individuals across culture, age, race, gender, and socioeconomic status.  Food is the great gatherer.  Or merger.  And blurrer of lines and softening of prejudices.

Something changes when we share food with others and gather with others around a common table.  It’s hard to hate someone when they are enraptured with your grandmother’s pasta.  Or pho.  Or biryani.  And, as a general observation, people will not crap on you if you like their food.  Period, the end.

Often, I have walked into a new restaurant or grocery store in which no one looks like me or anybody I personally know.  Sometimes I get nervous and feel tempted to leave as quickly as I entered.  But have found unexpected connections with others by fighting through my uneasiness and talking to people about food.

For example, during my first few, desperately homesick weeks in Fargo, I visited the Somali Business Center.  On my first visit, I fought through my shyness and made a beeline for the coffee counter where I asked the employees about the handmade food that lay inside mysterious plastic bins.  Over warm Somali tea, richly flavored sambusas, and sweet fried dough, I felt strangely at home in a larger community of individuals that no more looks like me than those in the Somali Business Center.

What we really need to be afraid of is apathy, not ethnic.  Apathy, not different.  You should be afraid of apathy, because that’s what will give you food poisoning.

Our local food writers such as Jeff Tiedeman and Sue Doeden continue to publish original material worth reading and delicious recipes, but I’ve have had my weekly fill of other articles about Oreos, Taco Bell Doritos Taco Shells, packaged string cheese, and other food stories yoinked from The Associated Press and McClatchy Newspapers.  For the record, I respect the hell out of Marilyn Hagerty and this post is in no way meant to criticize her review.  I also like my occasional fixes of Cheddar Bay Biscuits and Olive Garden salad and perusing blog posts about some of the latest fast food creations.  However, I question if such a large amount of space needs to be dedicated to national chain restaurants, fast food, and processed food, an overall trend I see in our local media.

Despite Ryan Bakken’s claim in this Grand Forks Herald article, newspaper reviews in larger markets really aren’t saved for only the high-end, fine-dining experiences.  This is evident by taking a quick glance at the New York Times Dining and Wine section that includes reviews of pizza, Vietnamese chicken wings, and dumplings.  If our community spent as much time exploring locally owned, family restaurants, we could foster an environment in which they could flourish.  

Let’s both respect our experienced food writers and continue to include more voices into North Dakota’s dynamic dialogue about all things food.  For example, we, young adults like food too, and many of us enjoy trying new experiences and exploring foods that did not grace our tables at home.  I know there are more individuals of all demographic subgroups, who also like supporting family-owned restaurants and local food companies, growing (or trying to grow) their own food, and cooking from scratch.  
As Andrew Zimmern, king of food diplomacy/food courage says, “If it looks good, eat it.”

I’d like to add that even if it doesn’t look good. . . eat it!

(Or at least try a few bites).

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