I'm doing ok. I have some work snafu's. I accidentally french fried a few fingers today. They're alright and all, just a bit red and stiff. At least this time I didn't immediately stick my hand into a bag of ice cubes. I'm learning lots of first aid tips. When it happened I started jumping up and down, and my co-worker asked if I was ok, cause he didn't see what happened. And i just said, Yep! and then went and filled my glove with water and flexed my hand a bunch.

On the lighter side, I got a raise, which I am thankful for. The chef told me as I walked in this morning. I'm starting to face my fear of lettuce wraps, and hopefully someday they will be as undaunting as a kale caesar.

Sorry, all my stories of late relate to menu items and on the job injuries. I hope that I'm not as incompetent as I sound.

I'd love to travel to the Northeast. I basically love traveling anywhere. But I imagine that it's really pretty up there.