I’m not advocating that you should eat in isolatation— in fact, I almost always argue the opposite. Breaking bread in company is the way food should be enjoyed, but if there is no companion, why does it often equate to not dining at all?
This time around, I tried something a little different. The mission was two fold: I wanted to challenge myself to step outside of my comfort zone, and also to answer the quintessential question of ‘what I want to be when I grow up’. Note that the term ‘grown-up’ is used loosely, mostly because I can’t act my age, just my shoe size.
Noce on Queen St. was the restaurant of choice. Looking back, probably the best choice I could have made. I had a two-course meal, starting with the carpaccio di manzo antipasto. It was a tantalizing combination of perfectly marinated, melt-in-your-mouth beef, horseradish cream, and shaved parm. The veal scaloppini al marsala with mixed mushrooms that followed, was equally divine– my mouth is salivating as I recap.
I learned two important things from this experience: first, great food should never be passed on just because you can’t enjoy it with someone. Once you move past your apprehensions, it can be quite an enjoyable experience. Secondly, it reminded me of why I am drawn to the culinary world: simple, unpretentious, feel-good food. By realizing this second bit, I decided that I will accept my offer to culinary school—no hesitations.