Good evening, friends and neighbors! I apologize for the silence on here as of late, and for the lightness of this evening's post.
Over the last two weeks or so, I've been reorganizing and tidying up this blog, and it's kinda gotten in the way of researching and writing. Between that and working on the upcoming book, most of my creative energies have been pulled away.
The good news, however, is that not only will this blog be a bit easier and more enjoyable to read, it will also be better to write. Here's why:
Good evening, friends and neighbors.
What exactly does it mean to be “indispensable?”
Good morning, friends and neighbors!
The night before last, I had discovered Overdrive and Libby- apps for Kindle/iPad/etc that let you borrow ebooks and audiobooks from any library you have a library card for, and download them straight to your device.
So after running through the catalog like a kid in a candy store, I decided to go ahead and borrow a recipe book by a famous pastry chef I'd never heard of. If that sounds odd in your head, don't worry- there's a lot of famous people you've never heard of.
I honestly do like a good, well-written, lovingly photographed or illustrated cookbook. One thing that does sometimes happen, though- and this is no one's fault but my own- is that really beautiful work and food can make me utterly depressed.
Good morning, friends and neighbors!
In sounds cheesy and ridiculous, but up on the wall behind my desk at home- the one I'm sitting at right now, in the shade of Miss Cleo's cat tree- is a sectioned pegboard.
I don't use it to organize my day- I have apps and reminders for that. Nor is it a "visionboard"- something where you tack up all the things you dream of one day making a reality. A neat idea, to be sure- but it feels a little hollow.
Instead, I have it sectioned in four. The first is called "Good Vibes." It's got memories of things that- duh- make me feel good. Mostly it's reminders of cool moments in my life- the menu from my first Chaine dinner, a thank-you note from one of my patients back when I was a nurse, letters from distant friends.
The second is "VICTORY!" This is my "trophy" wall, so to speak. It's got the menu where I was first called "Chef Matt Strenger" over the desserts I served. It's got my tags from runs I've done, and the program from my graduation from culinary school.
The third is "Inspiration." Mostly it's poems I like- especially "Invictus" by William E. Henley, and "Air and light and time and space" by Charles Bukowski (as much of an admonishment to me as anything- I think ALL creative-types should have that up in their workspace somewhere.) There's a couple things about Tony on there too, of course.
The last is called "Failures." Don't be surprised- Stephen King used to collect all of this rejection letters from publishers. Michael Faraday used to do same thing with failed experiments, a reminder of the lesson he learned and to stay humble. It could probably have more on it- the sad thing is that most of my rejections came in the form of "form" letters... so less-than-rife with feedback.
In fact, there's only one thing up on that board right now. I make sure it's completely visible at all times. It's a black-and-silver debit card- thoroughly magnetized and wiped, for a closed account, and with the thumbtack pounded right through the strip to be sure.
It reads "Black Hat Baker, LLC."
Here's a story about how to dream, fall short, f*** up, and work with what's left.
About the Author
The Black Hat Baker, a.k.a. Matt Strenger, lives in SE Portland, Oregon as a professional baker. Here, Matt bakes, cooks, exercises, and explores, returning to his wife and their hobbit hole up Mt. Tabor to write about all of it.
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