The Setting: Messy, dusty apartment...
The Soundtrack: Bob Marley and the Wailers.
Steaming up the Oven: Almond-Butter Date Cookies
The Scenario: Punching the clock....
I've been at it since February, and I've been writing significantly less, which is the primary downside to the 40-hour workweek.
My rash disappeared for several weeks and then suddenly reappeared last week after I wrestled an 80-lb wheel of Parmigiano Reggiano. My sanitizer-solution-to-skin contact-ratio was significantly low that day, and it was the first time in a long time that I had cracked the parm...so I'm pretty sure I've nailed down the rash-inducing culprit.
I still have to crack the parm of course, but I try to keep a thick layer of clothing between my forearm and its aggressor.
Success equals excellence....
I may be a cheese buyer, but my department, and thus my theoretical area of expertise, consists of much more than el queso. Chocolate, wine, beer, olives, and specialty accoutrement should all be within my realm of knowledge.
If you want to be excellent at this job, my boss explained, you need to master all of the products in the department. The best way to do this? Taste everything.
So I decided, in the interest of my career of course, to commit myself to a new project.
As often as my (meager) budget will allow, I will purchase products from the store and try them out at home, taking pictures and testing recipes along the way.
Here's to the pursuit of knowledge!