ChefMoToronto

So....little backstory. My Mom has never really cared for me. I lived with my grandparents until I was 5. My mom got married to a man who used to abuse me and divorced him when I was 10. I was sent back to live with grandparents while she "sorted herself out". Had a few boyfriends and lived on her own. Til she finally got married again to a man who was good to her but really wanted nothing to do with me. But my Mom forced us all to live together for 2 very terrible years until I moved back in with my Grandma.

When my Grandma died no one helped me. I was forced to plan her funeral, sort out her stuff and take care of myself all on my own. Which I did a pretty good job at. I spoke to my mom

The number of mistakes is too damn damn highs!!

Where do I start...2 months ago, I was renting a room in my house from my boss. (Real shit hole living with drug addicts...but it was cheap and I was in a jam.) He told me I had to be out of the house by Nov.1st and that he had 3 months rent for me so I could move...great. Problem being that he took my rent straight from my paycheck for October (my last month that I already paid when I moved in). Fought and fought with him and got it back. Mostly because I needed it to move into my new place. Got moved into the new place...sends me money for my first November paycheck...it's short the equilivant of one month rent. Told me that I still owed him. (I think it's because he's a fucking drunk and

6 weeks ago, I took a job where I was a culinary consultant. It was a sweet gig that kinda turned into a bit of a lemon and I hated 90% of my time there. I ended up quitting because I was so miserable. (I can't really discuss particulars...NDA's and shit. Sorry...but don't ask. )

ANYWAYS...point of this being... I got called in to work a shift with my crew of mercenary chefs tonight, to do a wedding and it was AMAZING!!! Working with a crew of people you enjoy working with...and are good at what they do...and making beautiful food for people is the greatest feeling in the world. Made me realize why I love this in the first place. I've worked in a lot of kitchens...and the best ones are the