When reflexes acquired in your job are invading your daily life.
-When i was an intern in a retail, i had to fight against the urge to store the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
When reflexes acquired in your job are invading your daily life.
-When i was an intern in a retail, i had to fight against the urge to store the shelves during my own shopping sessions.
Yeah detaching your cheffiness in your personal life is a job in itself, I had OJT all throughout my children’s lives until they moved out, THEN my wife and I opened a BBQ joint and it’s just her and I and HOOOOO BOY the shoe is on the other foot!!! lol…we have fun.
NGL, y’all seem to be livin’ the dream! 🥳
oh absolutely, had to leave the US to live the American Dream, and can’t say it was a bad decision!
Oh, please do share the how-to on that! 😅 Before it’s too late? 🥵
Sold our house at the right time (Trump presidency #1), funded a year & a half in the EU with ‘no income’ (you need to show income plus have enough funds to show independence -and family send letters of assurance & their bank statements for support, plus private insurance, etc. & patience.
Found an amazing town in 3.months and have been here for 7 years, restaurant opened 4 months before COVID lockdown, the landlord was amazing throughout the whole ordeal, didn’t charge the 3 months closure, we paid half rent for the 1st year and were able to repay it within a year). Neighbors were amazing (again) very supportive through the whole deal.
This is when we found out we can do it just by ourselves…the kids then some casual employees PT during the high season. This year we had 2 neighbors kids work with us for their first ‘real job’.
Great community, we work very hard but have some awesome quality of life (Mediterranean is 500m away) and more than anything got lucky.
I wish others the same!
500 meters from the Mediterranean?! Luuucky 😱🤩🖖🏼
37 years in the industry, I knew when I was a young cook I wouldn’t make jack shit for pay, so I always looked at places where I could enjoy life: N. Florida, Buenos Aires, Bermuda, Bonaire, Seattle, Los Angeles (ok, that was for straight up pay…never again!) now Spain. Hard work, a good partner, and dumb luck.
Ah! I have had the rare opportunity to chef in Barcelona, and it played a major part in my near immediate desire to stay indefinitely… but I chose the “wiser”, legally sound route of returning to the US to sort out visa details, etc. That was '05, but I’ve always dreamed of moving back. 🥲🥰
Say hello to lovely Cataluña for me! 🤘🏼