If I wanted to Culinary Arts School in Los Angeles, I spent 8 hours a day working in a college kitchen and participation in class, then a few hours a day homework. In addition, I had to take care of a man. Well, he cared very much about himself, but his friends all thought he must be easy being married to a chef-in-the-making.
Ha! After all these hours in a working kitchen, do you really think I cooked when I got home?







