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POZNAJ NAS BLIŻEJ
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TOMATO SAUCE AND INTUITION
I entered the kitchen holding my contract and was thinking about jumping into the deep end. Even though I was in my own country, I felt lost. Even though I was surrounded by other people, I felt lonely. I kept asking myself whether what I was going to do was my life path. And I heard the soft voice of my intuition within me, but now terror prevailed. I had been felling it for months, it keep me awake at nights and pinned me down. I recalled the beginning of this journey….
Studying in Italy was not only about the desire to learn but also about taking a deep breath, feeling the freedom and travelling that I always dreamed about. I fell in love with Italy, with an Italian man, and even somehow with my Italian mother-in-law.
A house full of people for whom my mother-in-law cooked lunch and dinner. It surprised me with warmth and finding meaning in shared meals. When I entered her kitchen – full of smells and flavors and looked at her – I asked myself where does that woman take the strength from? She cooked for 12 people everyday!!! And I did with her. I watched, helped and accidentally absorbed the atmosphere and this kind of naturalness in casual preparation of dinners for so many people. Then I was able to get it out of me. My mother-in-law. One of the aces up a chef’s sleeve.
I picked Poznań. I didn’t know anyone here except for my business partner.
The restaurant has started and problems have begun. We were short of staff lacking right chefs and it happened: I had to enter the kitchen because someone had to cook! Although I did what I always loved, I felt totally terrified as I had no gastronomy education or experience in running a kitchen! It was due to the sense of duty and the money invested that made me stay there. I got down to work!
The same story applied to everything else. I learned in order to be able to teach others one day and return home calm. I did everything with this intention. I was responsible for the entire kitchen. I could feel its weight. I was physically and mentally exhausted. It kept me awake at nights and I was yearned for home and kids.