Mark
Campus: Orland ParkProgram: Hospitality Management From: Milwaukee, Wisconsin More...
So, you want to know more about me? Well by now you know my name is Mark. What you may not know about me is that I am passionate about food.
It all began two years ago when I was driving myself to my mundane banking job. Now don’t get me wrong the job was okay, it just wasn’t for me. That day, traffic was terrible, I was miserable, and I thought there has to be more to life than this. I decided it was time for a change. So I left the banking industry (after working in it for eight years) and started my new adventure into the world of food. That’s how I got to the Bobby Mo. Previously on Real Life...
The Trips of A Lifetime
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Wow. I am almost done here at Robert Morris and I have to say it feels pretty good. One last quarter (in Italy) and that's it. I will have survived two non-stop years! -------------------------------------------------------------- I have to write about this past trip I was just on. It was amazing. I recently was able to attend the Culinary Explorations trip for the Hospitality Management Bachelor's Degree Program. It was a week long experience in Wisconsin learning about organic and biodynamic farming. There were thirteen of us chosen (some of us were from Orland Park, others were from the DuPage and Chicago campuses). The highlight of the trip for me was that I got to experience the life of a farmer. We went to a dairy farm, a poultry farm, and a butcher shop. It was interesting to talk to the farmers and business owners and see what kinds of problems they were facing. You really begin to sympathize for these people and want to do all you can to help support their businesses. As a chef (or even as a consumer) you can sometimes get disconnected with food (meaning you forget where things actually come from and the effort that is involved in growing produce or raising livestock). That was the real eye opening, aha, moment for me. We also got to eat at some amazing restaurants in Milwaukee (Roots), Madison (Cafe Solei), and Lake Geneva (Geneva Inn). The chefs at these restaurants support local farmers by buying and using locally grown produce (and oh can you taste the difference). These chef create their menus from these ingredients usually the day they buy them. The creativity that was involved in some of these dishes was mind boggling. It makes me realize that there are some really talented (and socially conscious) chefs in the industry. This trip will be offered again next year and I really want to tell all of you thinking about doing it to go for it. The cost of the trip is nothing compared to the benefits you will get out of it. I highly recommend it. ------------------------- Well, I'm all packed and ready to leave for Italy. I'll be in Florence by the end of this week. I'm really excited. This is something that I have been waiting for since the beginning of my associates degree almost two years ago. I will be blogging at least once a week to let you all know the fun and exciting things that will be happening to me and the others on the trip. Maybe I'll even post a recipe or two. Ciao for now! Next on Real Life...
Under Your Skin and Into Your Blood
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How I Have Spent My First Week Here: I spend my mornings exploring the city. I wake up about 6 o’clock, throw on some
comfy shoes, and head out the door. It’s
really the perfect time to see My afternoons are spent at Apicius. I have an Italian language class (Monday
through Friday) from 9 until 12:45. For
anyone planning to spend any sort of time here, I definitely recommend learning
Italian way before you get here.
However, being immersed in it has definitely made me pick it up a lot
faster than I thought I would. After the
first class, there is a two hour break.
Siesta time! I love siesta
time. I wish the My evenings are spent wandering the city and hanging out
with the other students from So What’s It Really Like? The mosquitoes right now are terrible. Some of the girls have dubbed them “Birds of Satan” They are big and vicious. They sell this Glade Plug-In type thing called a VAPE which is awesome. You plug it in and it emits some sort of chemical that kills them. In the process it also gets you a little buzzed. We’re told its completely safe. No one is complaining. This city is really expensive. (All of us students were caught off guard as
to how expensive stuff is out here.) So
we’ve become bargain hunters. The only
problem with bargain shopping is that you can’t get everything at one
place. You go to one store for cleaning
supplies, one for pasta, another for produce, etc. And they charge you for plastic bags out
here! (Which double nicely as garbage can liners) Crazy.
I did find a store that sold Duncan Hines cake mix from the My ass is getting a workout.
We live on the fourth floor of this apartment building and it does not
have an elevator. In Of course we’re having roommate issues. I won’t get into it, but needless to say there is no way you can get 17 people to get along all of the time. It has made for some interesting drama. I’m not a fan of reality TV, but this stuff beats it by a mile. Well, I’m off to do some wine tasting. There is a festival here where you pay 10 Euro, get a glass, and are able to taste 20 different wines from over 150 local vineyards. Should be interesting. Ciao |
Now I Know What Hell is Like!
Hell is being trapped on a plane that is in the air indefinitely surrounded by a senior group on their way to Munich. This has solidified my stance that I hate flying and everything to do with it. The travel part of our trip to Florence consisted of two legs. The first was Chicago to Munich, Germany. The second was from Munich, Germany to Florence, Italy. I will digress in two parts. PART ONE: GERMAN FLIGHT ATTENDANTS ARE MEAN! Our trip was booked on Luftansa, which I have heard nothing but good things about. SURVEY SAYS: WRONG! I think this was the worst experience I ever had on a flight. ISSUE 1: Senior groups are not the best traveling companions. My O.P. buddy Ruth and I were lucky enough to get seats together on the plane. However, we were stuck in the middle of a row with four seats in the center. One each end was a senior traveler. Now, I’m not saying that senior citizens in general are bad traveling companions; I’m saying that this particular group was awful. The two people on the ends would not budge when we had to get up to either walk around (it was a nine hour flight) or use the bathroom. It was such a laborious task for them to unbuckle their seat belt and stand up. We got such dirty looks thrown at us. Then, when there was supposed to be “quiet time” on the plane (to get some rest), they decided to make it social hour. Uh, hello, the lights in the cabin are off for sleeping, not mood lighting. Needless to say, I got very little sleep (maybe a combined 1 hour) ISSUE 2: I think pilots like to torture passengers. We had 30 minutes of non stop turbulence. Now this was no ordinary turbulence, this was rock n’ roll airlines turbulence. The pilot even got on the loudspeaker and said that it was going to be like a roller coaster and that we should enjoy it because people pay big money for those kinds of thrills (no lie, not even embellished). It was nauseating, literally. This guy got up and threw up all over that little center section where flight attendants do their thing. It was great, because the flight attendants deserved it. Which brings me to… ISSUE 3: German flight attendants are mean S.O.B’s. The guy who got sick on the plane was scolded by this GFA (german flight attendant) and told to sit down. The guy said something like, I threw up a little in my mouth, then got scolded again. Then the flood gates let loose as he elbowed his way past the GFA. Score one for the passengers. The favorite saying for the GFA’s was….SIT DOWN, ZE SEATBELT LIGHT IZ STILL ON. Every five minutes you heard a random GFA saying it. Now this is when we had no turbulence. Yes, I even got yelled at. After the 30 minute ride in the tumbler, my bladder had had enough. So, after the turbulence had stopped, I made my way to the bathroom. All of a sudden I get a flashlight shinning at me at the end of the row and hear…SIT DOWN, SIT DOWN. I can only compare my experience to that part in the Sound of Music when the Nazi’s are looking for the VonTrapps in the cemetery and Rolf finds them. Totally that, except me on a plane (without Julie Andrews and Lesil). PART TWO: HERE’S LOOKING AT YOU KID. Do you remember the end of Casablanca when Bogart and the girl are on the runway and the plane is in the background while they’re saying their goodbyes? That is exactly what the last leg of the trip was like. We had a propeller airplane that we had to get onto from the tarmac! I didn’t even think they made those kinds of planes. Well they do and what a scary (noisy) experience that was. Still with no sleep and paranoid as hell, the hour and a half flight felt like three hours. Landing never felt so good. PART THREE: REDEMPTION Florence is awesome. AWESOME! It is such a huge city. I didn’t think it was going to be anything like what I have experienced so far. The 17 of us students have been split into three apartments. The guys live right by the central market. The eight girls live by the Arno river (still within the “old city”). The three girls live on the other side of the river (a 25 minute walk to school). I have to say we truly lucked out. We live right by the central market which is like nothing I have ever seen. There are tons of shops inside the market and all these street vendors outside. You can buy meats, cheeses, wine, liquor, produce, clothes, belts, imitation watches/purses, jewelry, leather goods. It is truly a chef’s (and shoppers) paradise. We don’t live too far from the Duomo either. But there are people everywhere. I compare it to Michigan Ave in Chicago during the summer. But oh the possibilities of gelato, restaurants, shopping, and old architecture. I could spend weeks just in this city, which depending on how much money I spend, I just might have to! But this is just the first day and it is just a little taste of what the city has to offer. I can’t believe I’m going to be here for 10 weeks. It is amazing. I must go for now… we have an orientation in a half hour and I need a nap. CIAO |