Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moving. Show all posts

Monday, September 10, 2012

black forest

so. . .

my apologies for being off the grid for awhile. i know i drop off the earth periodically, but this time i have a pretty good excuse: sam and i bought a bakery in the berkshires, and for the last month i've been working 16 hours a day or more, seven days a week. now that summer is coming to an end, and lots of the second-homers are heading out of our part of the beautiful country and back to the real world, business has calmed down a bit and today i was able to sleep in for the first time in weeks, and i'm currently sitting on a couch in a small cottage on a lake, eating homemade blueberry pie for breakfast and taking in a sex and the city marathon.

i honestly don't even know where to begin. sam and i have been talking about opening our own place forever, but everything happened so quickly once we actually got to looking that i really didn't even have time to stop and think about it. we stumbled upon the place on our way home from quebec city in june - a cute little cafe & bakery in northwest connecticut, owned by a husband and wife who wanted to retire - and by the time we got back from our trip to champaign and chicago, we had two weeks to quit my job, pack our apartment, find a place up here and file more paperwork than you can believe. and once we arrived, we really hit the ground running - the place has a full staff, and was running the day we took over, so we didn't have the luxury of a few days to get set up, find our sea legs and make even minor changes. we've been working 100+ hour weeks, making changes as we're able, and basically making it up as we go along. it's more work than i ever could have imagined.

and you know what? it's an absolute dream come true.

first of all, i can't believe how lucky i am to have a guy who will put everything he's dreamed of for himself aside to give me everything i've ever wanted. of course, there's plenty in it for him too - we're staying in a cottage right on the lake, with a dock leading out the back and mountains and trees filling the windows of our glassed-in porch. it's funny - when we first met, sam had a travel job and i worked much of the weekend, so we barely got any time together; now we spend every moment of the day with each other, and it's honestly one of the best parts of my new life. we've always gotten along so well, and effortlessly, and now we get to share everything with each other - it's pretty amazing. then there's the fact that i get to do what i love all day, every day - and make every decision about what to make, how it should look, what the special should be and what should go up on the walls. the people up here are friendly, and it is such an insanely beautiful place.

we have a long way to go to get the place where we want it - the pastries i've changed over for the most part, but the breakfast and lunch menu, the decor, and even the name will all probably change bit by bit. we've accomplished so much in the first 40 days, and people have been so encouraging and kind about the changes we're making - i think it's going to be a pretty awesome little spot.

so - forgive my lengthened silence, and the probably-abstruse nature of this post - i'm hoping things are cooling down a bit, business-wise, as the fall rolls in, and i'll have more time to update this blog and get something up and going for the bakery, too. in the meantime, i'll throw up a few photos i took a couple weeks in - entirely gratuitous food porn and nothing of the bakery, or the town, but i'll do my best to carry my camera around more frequently and throw some more substantial photos up soon.

thanks for hanging in there with me!

xo audrey

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Thursday, July 2, 2009

move, movers, moving, moved

what. a. week. it has been, already.

first of all, i want to apologize to (and pour some out for) my fellow weardrobers, who all went out last night (well, tuesday night, i guess it is technically thursday here) in manhattan and. . . well, i guess i don't know exactly what they got to do, because i didn't make it. i really, reallllly wanted to; it would be so cool to meet you guys in person, and if ever i needed a cocktail it was last night, but it also happened to coincide with my moving day, which, as they tend to do, continued late into the night until i was dirty and sweater and had been splashed with mop water and slammed my shins on various boxes/wall corners/bathtubs. but it was absolutely not a waste of a night, in fact it was quite a good one: at 7 pm i splashed some water on my face, threw on some mascara, slipped on a blue church and state blouse (but, hellll no, no pictures) and went over to a restaurant near my apartment to talk to the executive chef about becoming their pastry chef.

the surprise? i got the job.

okay, it starts off really small - two days a week, pay not worth writing home about (although it did warrant a quick phone call,) but i get to do WHATEVER I WANT. i am the dessert chef. it's just me. that means i get to make a menu of whatever i want to do. i get in before every one else and have a few hours to blanchir and slice and cuire a blanc to my heart's desire. my menu for this coming week: (i start next tuesday)

french apple pie
fresh cherry pie
peach cobbler
(all of those will be served a la mode, optionally)
coconut creme caramel with raspberry basil garnish
blackberry brioche bread pudding with vanilla creme anglais

okay, so i have to make 3 pies or cobblers, and one has to be apple, so i don't get full control. still. i am really excited about the last two, although i am trying to keep everything pretty simple this first week so i don't overextend myself and get my feel of the kitchen. but, man, guys. this is like a dream for me. i can't believe how quickly this fell into place. this is huge. i am a happy, blessed girl.

and just now, after dragging an 80 pound bag of laundry 6 blocks down the street with a 35 pound duffle bag on my shoulder, i leaned against the counter and took a photo, because i may be sweaty, but i'm sweatin' in style.



shirt: anthropologie (and vanessa's)
jeans: cheap monday
shoes: a gift from the lovely and thoughtful amy!

tomorrow morning i leave for california for 5 whole days!! and by tomorrow morning i mean i have to be in a car in 7 hours. and i should probably pack and go to sleep.

i am bringing my camera and swear to be better about posting this week. . .

much love!

xo audrey