Power Chef Day 1
Day One of the Power Chef…
We all stood in the kitchen, wondering, what we’re going to do. As we tried to solve the mini glitches, and rushed to get something or another.. all I could think of was, YAY! I’m back in my chef’s jacket and pants.. and the safety shoes - noone can forget you’re wearing safety shoes - Heavy, clunky and uncomfortable - while you’re rushing. I was so delighted to be back, I even kesianed all the mini-roaches today.
Then the competition started, we all rushed and got everything ready - and I found out, I was one of the judges. The other two were staff of the college - we looked at each other and said, "Eh, you gonna eat ar?" "I think we have to." *silence* "oh.*silence* okay." "Yeah, get some medicine ready."
Verdict: Most of it tasted the same. There were good ones… and VERY bad ones. ergh.
We’re supposed to give them tips on hygiene and all, and there was this one group, 2 guys. One fella, I think, took off his gloves, dumped them on the table and continued his jobs. I was right there, and then he, realising, looked at me sheepishly. He quickly took the gloves, and put them in the dustbin and then gave me a reassuring smile before continuing his tasks. I was like.. WTF? His version of hygiene is, putting rubbish in the proper place. My version is, USE THE FRIGGIN’ GLOVES! I thought twice before tasting. I think I had a pinch and that was enough.
Better yet, I was only girl judge, and there were these two guys who are taking the City & Guilds exam, a cooking exam that is pretty prestigious, and well, they were the most silent and efficient workers there. Not only that, they had good presentation skills and their food tasted pretty good. There was this one bite I took, and I was like, MMM! Ate some more before they cleared the dishes. *eh heh* But the thing about them was, this one guy had AWESOME arms. I mean, like, super tanned (even somemore!) and he HAD to, he HAD to roll up his sleeves. I think I stood at their table the longest - super huge! *schoolgirl faint*
All in all, my stomach doesn’t feel that funky - but, thinking of next week, when we’re gonna deal with nearly 200ppl, I do not know what’s going to happen. I’d rather be the emcee than be a judge - i turned down both, and look what happened.
But everything went pretty ok… no big glitches. I know I wanted to take pictures, I’ll put some up later on.
I’m back now, and I’ve to prepare dinner. Tired la.. but sigh, cooking.. hehe… alrighty then. A short nappie then cook then pick Ian up then major ZZZ. I actually want to go to the Paddock Party@Zouk but I am absolutely broke. How bout credit card? NO! dammit. my conscience speaks against my alcohol system. 
