Finally there’s a light at the end of the tunnel. I’ve almost made it. I’ve been strong enough (sort of) to see it through. But I couldn’t have done it without your support.
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My ick factor has definitely decreased since coming to work at a three star restaurant. Each day I face new and more fascinating horrors.
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I will never own a restaurant. Ever. But if I did, here’s what I would do differently.
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After nine weeks of hell, I’m almost finished. Just one week left to go, and I will have survived my internship at a three-star Parisian restaurant.
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Black truffles are sensitive, delicate items. Last night, I spent over an hour catering to their every need, gently slicing them and massaging them with oil.
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