Greetings. The purpose of this blog is to chronicle my culinary experiences but first I must tell you, briefly, about my previous experiences. I have been a nurse for about 15 years. College was never an option for me. In my family you went to work or you went to college. I, not being very enthusiastic about work, went to college. Unfortunately, I had no ambition to be anything other than unemployed. A friend suggested we be nurses. We would make money and with any luck marry a doctor. How could we know then that doctors are hardly tolerable in the work force much less in the bedroom? So off to nursing school it was. I soon discovered a passion for the social aspects of college (read drinking) and then a love of academics, or a love of being better at it than everybody else. So after graduating with a B.S. in Nursing, I assume my role of providing care and compassion to those in need. To be honest, my feelings toward nursing are ambivalent. I love it and I hate it. No regrets in any case. “Why would you quit nursing?” is a question I get a lot these days. Apparently, there really is a limit to how much s**t you can take.
Luckily, I now have an opportunity to be anything I want. (Primarily due to my very supportive husband, who is an engineer by the way, not a doctor!) A do over of sorts. So that is where this story begins…
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