But it's almost over. Tomorrow is the last catering event of the year, ending a week of long, crazy days. I'm tired, filthy and my back aches like a bad tooth. I must say upon reflection, that this year has been equal parts of suck and awesome. My work is great, at times frustrating, but very rewarding for the most part. I've made some seriously awesome food and people have noticed. They have given me kudos. My bosses have given me props and understand that they may have to worry about most of the kitchen, but they won't have to worry about me. If I don't go back next year, I know I am going to miss it. I know that they will miss me. But we will burn that bridge when we get to it. For right now, I'm going to haul my carcass to the showers and then to bed with a nice dose of painkillers.
Someone tell the fat lady she's on in five...
