Friday, November 12, 2004
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Hey, hey, hey...
For those who don't know, I've been busily working with a group of upstart cooks and revolutionaries here in Munich to open up a pub/restaurant where I will be working as prep cook and (hopefully) one source of inspiration. Likely to get the show going there, once again, as well, though right now, all emphasis is on the physical aspects of the place. In any case, today I successfully earned my German health certificate (had to be told, A-gain, that I need to wash my hands before handling food, need to keep the kitchen clean, and need to be especially careful with food products containing animal protein...), and the place cleared the KVR (the big, bad German bureaucracy...I could tell you stories...that place makes Kafka's Castle look like a holiday resort...) just today. Tomorrow I'm having my birthday party there, so the staff can have a dry run with friendly faces (though we're likely to dream up some zingers just to test 'em). Sunday brunch we make a good old fashioned Suthern breakfast, then we open up for business proper on Tuesday.
The place is called The Twisted Bavarian, and if you click that link, you'll get the restaraunt's blog, maintained by Graham Stewart, who is one of the minds behind the place.
On other fronts: I'm dreaming up a post regarding belief, and the role I see it playing in politics. I'm going to hold off posting til I get that down to my satisfaction, because I think that may be a better way into a thoughtful response to the current political climate than my original, bile induced thought of writing a letter to a lover who has done something to lose my faith. I'll probably continue to think on that, but I'm not sure it gets posted here. In essence, I'm thinking we should maybe try to just be friends.
Mostly though, life goes on, and the only real shaping I do of the political climate is through my own individual decisions regarding life. Those add up, but I'm not sure how much reason has to do with the composite of those individual decisions. Still, I got two hands to move things with, and a voice to sound my siren with.
Me to work. Just doin what I need to as one human among 6 billion. Ya know.
For those who don't know, I've been busily working with a group of upstart cooks and revolutionaries here in Munich to open up a pub/restaurant where I will be working as prep cook and (hopefully) one source of inspiration. Likely to get the show going there, once again, as well, though right now, all emphasis is on the physical aspects of the place. In any case, today I successfully earned my German health certificate (had to be told, A-gain, that I need to wash my hands before handling food, need to keep the kitchen clean, and need to be especially careful with food products containing animal protein...), and the place cleared the KVR (the big, bad German bureaucracy...I could tell you stories...that place makes Kafka's Castle look like a holiday resort...) just today. Tomorrow I'm having my birthday party there, so the staff can have a dry run with friendly faces (though we're likely to dream up some zingers just to test 'em). Sunday brunch we make a good old fashioned Suthern breakfast, then we open up for business proper on Tuesday.
The place is called The Twisted Bavarian, and if you click that link, you'll get the restaraunt's blog, maintained by Graham Stewart, who is one of the minds behind the place.
On other fronts: I'm dreaming up a post regarding belief, and the role I see it playing in politics. I'm going to hold off posting til I get that down to my satisfaction, because I think that may be a better way into a thoughtful response to the current political climate than my original, bile induced thought of writing a letter to a lover who has done something to lose my faith. I'll probably continue to think on that, but I'm not sure it gets posted here. In essence, I'm thinking we should maybe try to just be friends.
Mostly though, life goes on, and the only real shaping I do of the political climate is through my own individual decisions regarding life. Those add up, but I'm not sure how much reason has to do with the composite of those individual decisions. Still, I got two hands to move things with, and a voice to sound my siren with.
Me to work. Just doin what I need to as one human among 6 billion. Ya know.
# posted by Gene Justice @ 7:20 PM 
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1) Happy Birthday! 2) Congratulations on your restaurant endeavor. I love to hear about people taking charge and doing things they enjoy.
3) I've had a post about belief kicking around in my own head, and it's just been brushed aside because I've been too busy to spit it out. Hopefully this weekend I'll manage to articulate what's been troubling me, and I'm looking forward to your own post on the topic as well, if it makes the cut!
3) I've had a post about belief kicking around in my own head, and it's just been brushed aside because I've been too busy to spit it out. Hopefully this weekend I'll manage to articulate what's been troubling me, and I'm looking forward to your own post on the topic as well, if it makes the cut!
Hey Gene - such exciting news!... I'm proud of you and wish you and everyone involved the best of luck.
and Happy Birthday!
and Happy Birthday!
Thankee kindly, goils...
I'm off to tempt my tendency to forget beer isn't water over the next 6 hours or so. And I get to pick the music...so the signs are not pointing in the direction of sobriety. Then again, I have to put brunch together tomorrow morning, so that should keep me from pulling one of those 'til 4 am stints.
Re: the new undertaking, it is exciting. It's not exactly my project, cuz all I have to invest is time...but I plan on contributing pretty thoroughly. Once we get the kitchen routine worked out, I'm planning on tackling the ceilings in the toilets--at present a rather ugly shade of orange. We plan on collaging the suckers, with plenty of poetry in the mix.
Thanks for the luck wishes.
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I'm off to tempt my tendency to forget beer isn't water over the next 6 hours or so. And I get to pick the music...so the signs are not pointing in the direction of sobriety. Then again, I have to put brunch together tomorrow morning, so that should keep me from pulling one of those 'til 4 am stints.
Re: the new undertaking, it is exciting. It's not exactly my project, cuz all I have to invest is time...but I plan on contributing pretty thoroughly. Once we get the kitchen routine worked out, I'm planning on tackling the ceilings in the toilets--at present a rather ugly shade of orange. We plan on collaging the suckers, with plenty of poetry in the mix.
Thanks for the luck wishes.
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