My Uncle has been a Chef since I was born. So for the last 36 years he's worked around town in hotel kitchens.
I was talking to him the other day about food, and had asked a question about something (at this point it's actually been over a week and I can't remember what the recipe I was wanting was) and he shrugged saying he'd never heard of it.
Pardon me? What?
I made a couple of more comments and he just laughed and said "What are you asking me for?"
This got me wondering. I started talking about the Leek and Potato soup recipe I had gotten from my friend in Edmonton, and a second way to use Parsnips other then boiling. He had no answers for me.
"Hang on, you mean I know more about food then you do?" He shrugged and said nothing.
I've been dabbling in cooking off and on for a decade, only serious for the last year. How could I know more then him?
My sister the Goddess reminded me that our Uncle works in a hotel 15 hours a day making the same 10 things over and over and over. Uncle cooks for work not for fun. And when he comes home and on his one day off a week, he spends it doing everything BUT in the kitchen.
Kinda sad really.