LMAO got a job offer from one of the biggest restaurateurs in the game right now. I declined, everybody was shocked. I don't need a fukking job. I need investors. I know the kitchen game. Any chef would be lucky to have a second like me because I go fukking hard in a kitchen. My knife skills are lacking, there's a lot I can't do, but I get better by the week, and what I can do I do at a high level. So naw, I'm never surprised when a chef wants me in their kitchen.
I'm not going to front on dude, his food is fire, but I don't like the expression of it. It's boring and white. How many times can tri tip be done? How many times can an egg be added to some shyt? That shyt is corny to me. I don't want to charge 200 dollars a plate for some cracker ass cracker food.
How many times are non white people going to make white food? I refuse to work for a minority who's expression is not their own.
My chefs and I discuss this often at work. All fine dining is white food, that shyt is boring, even white people are over it. That's why the price of tacos has skyrocketed. Im not going to name drop, but yeah, this spot has three locations.
I've got a lot of great professional compliments this year. My sous chef said my presentation looks beautiful. He hasn't ever said anything nice to me, lol, he's dope as fukk too, so that meant a lot to me. And Momofuku offering me shyt without seeing my food or be submitting a resume proves my perspective on food is the future.
Why would I leave my team. We're like the Lakers. We have hella awards for a gang of shyt. fukk a michelin star. The people have no say in who gets stars, but all the awards we have are influenced by the people.
LMAO why the fukk am I sad? I got an offer from one of the eatery groups in the country, my sous chef finally said something nice to me, and I won an award this year. I'm still not happy, in fact I'm kind of pissed and sad. I hate being me. I swear to fukking God. Why can't I just be happy?