Day 94 - Pack, Pack, Train, Train

As I type at this very moment, Melaine and I are sharing a 6 bunk compartment with two older ladies, on our way down to Catania in Sicily. The 10 hour trip will be perfect for sleep and for me to write up this blog.

This morning brought me a cold shower that led to a hot bath then lots of packing. I finished packing and getting ready for the day by 12:45 this afternoon. I ran out quick to the bank and said a final ciao to the Zeppelin crew, then it was time to schlep my shit to the train. I am a bona-fide pack mule. I have enclosed a picture of all of my stuff, which there is way too much of anyway. Down the cobblestone hill, into the finiculare, across the street, and onto the train to Rome, schlepping all of this stuff. I was on my way to meet Melaine at the Rome airport.

I stored all my luggage at the luggage check at the train station and head off to the airport. I was a little worried that where I was standing was not the right place, since it was 45 minutes past her flight landing. But then, there she was, Melaine in the flesh! It was funny, even though I knew she was coming, and know what she looks like, the initial moment I saw her, I could hardly believe it. After a big hug followed by another hug, we took our first picture together. We sat down for a coffee and just started off catching up. What a whirlwind of a day and it was only half over. My emotions are on overdrive already, and so having her here is a blessing in disguise to keep me sane.

After chatting for over an hour, we headed back to the Rome train station for a meal and then to catch our night train to Catania. We found a cute buffet with decent food in the Termini train station. We boarded our train 20 minutes early, which was good to help us get organized. The 6 compartments are a tight squeeze, but we are making due.

All the ladies are currently sleeping, I have 41% battery left on my computer, we have just stopped to pick up more people, and we still have 8 hours ahead of us. I know Melaine will sleep like a baby, as she did not sleep on the plane over. I am reeling with all kinds of emotion as it is a bittersweet departure from Zeppelin and I have some amazing travel ahead of me. I am trying to sum up Italy so far and convey to you dear reader the feeling I am feeling now. Alas, I need a bit more time to put my thoughts down, so bear with me and the mushy stuff will come soon, promise.

The whistle is blowing, the fans have turned back on, and the train is gently pulling away from this nameless station. The hum of the train, the lull of the tracks, and the silence abound is pulling me nearer and nearer to sleepdom. Dormita Tutti...

Day 93 - Last Day of the Zeppelin Internship!!!

With this mornings sunrise, it starts my final day as an intern at the Zeppelin. Yes I survived, mostly unscathed. A few minor burns, a cut or two, hopefully more patience, better teaching skills, culinary awareness, and a new repertoire of recipes. I have gained some wonderful new friends as well. I know that I will always have a place to return in Italy. The people here are truly a delight. But more on this sappy stuff later, lets get to the days work.

Lunch service we worked on more items for the 2 parties this weekend. It was funny because every time Carlo would say ‘We need to do this for Sunday‘ he would look at me with a sad face, and say ‘not you, but everyone else will need to do this’. We had a pretty easy day, nothing major, a few customers and easy prep. Then only three of us for dinner service, which would be just fine.

On siesta, I booked some more travel items and talked with Melaine. It was 10 am her time, she would be leaving at 6 pm the same day. It was wild to think that in 24 hours she would be right there here with me. What an amazing treat to get to travel with such a wonderful friend around such a lovely country. I am blessed for sure. You are correct, you did not see me pack a lick over break, oh well, domani.

My final family meal, and I felt so special, Carlo pulled steaks and the nicest bottle of red wine. It would be night to remember. My favorite Italians sharing such a special meal. Prior to opening, I offered to make the after dinner espressos. Chef walked in with some groceries, and then a surprise for me. A chocolate easter egg, toy included, that weighed 3 kilos. Yes, that is 6.6 lbs of chocolate. It was wrapped all pretty, and I am sure my eyes were never bigger. I couldn’t wait to eat some and see what toy I would get. Chef told me, that when he was younger, he would always break the eggs open with his forehead. So, I gave it a shot, nothing. So I gave it one more good whack, still nothing. So I made chef do it, he has a dome built for breaking things, and low and behold, crack! Half the egg in pieces and the other half in good shape. My prize inside, a toy race car! Jasmine instantly started playing with it. What a joy a little toy and some chocolate can bring to any group. Of course, we all pigged out on chocolate the rest of the night. Yes mom, I snagged some for our travels too, no worries.

We had 10 folks for a la carte, so it was good to be a bit active on my last day on the hot line. The end of the evening brought a final birra for us all. That damn Carlo made me tear up too. Gesh, I will miss him the most. Jasmine yelled at me to stop the tears, to I obliged, until Carlo presented me with an amazing Umbria cookbook that had both the Italian and English version of recipes. What an amazing take away for this experience. Basta with the crying though. After we closed, it was time to hit up the town one last night.

Chef, Jasmine, all the interns, and myself headed to VinCafe where we indulged in a very large bottle of vino. I discussed my future plans or lack there of with chef. I related the Milan train story to him, which he in turn got a kick out of. All in all, it was a really nice time. We interns headed to Bar Durmo for a final cocktail to wrap up the evening. Thanks to my Mama de Zuccahro (sugar mama) Angela for the tasty mojitos. We met up with Drews friend Vitale at the bar. He might just be my perfect ‘Italian’ man. I put the quotes around Italian because he has only lived her for 13 years, he is originally from Russia.

Drew knew him from when he was in Orvieto for his study abroad, and I just think that Vitale is a dream boat. He is fine! It could be due in part to his lack of hair and the receding hairline, not sure why I have a soft spot for that, but I do. Vitale is working on his english, so Angela and I taught him the meaning of Sugar Daddy. It was actually pretty funny. He thought that Angela was calling him that, and he was a bit shocked, but we made it clear, that that was not what we were saying. A couple of American men behind us helped tell him the meaning as well.

Angela, Vitale, and I then played WII Buck Hunter at the bar. It was pretty fun, but rather difficult to kill those ducks. I will need to brush up on my skills when I am back in the states. It was 2am when Angela headed home, but Vitale, and the 2 other Americans and I shut down the bar, well pass 2:30 am. Yes reader, you are still correct in knowing that I have not completed packing yet. A Domani.

Vitale and I went back to his place and watched a movie called Rec, very similar to the movie Quarantine. However, what was funny, was that he is Russian, I am American, the movie was in Spanish, and we were in the middle of Italy. What a cultural blend, yet we still were able to understand one another. What a wild world!

I headed home around 4:30 am, so I hit the pillow, with packing on the to do list, first thing in the morning. Fine reader, it will be fine, the Olst clan works best under pressure, so it will all be completed in due time. Fingers crossed!!!

It’s too bad I found my ‘Italian’ man on my last day, especially considering he was in front of me the whole time. Ah well, maybe next time.

Language Lesson

Forsa - Maybe

Addesso - Now

Pungo - Punch

Cabido - I know

Pensar - To think

Day 92 - The toughest question ever asked???

I posed the following question to all of my roommates today, and I swear it was the most difficult one they had ever been presented with: If you could have a tangible item from America, what would it be? You would have thought I asked them the meaning of life. I thought that they would have jumped in with answers immediately, but it took them a while, almost the entire day to figure out their answers.

Here were a few: KoolAid packets, Sirachi sauce, Kraft Shapes mac & cheese, peanut butter cups, gummies, and of course, Peanut Butter!!! (that one is mine). My hope is that my mom will be able to bring some of these comforts of home with her to disperse to my pals. It doesn’t seem like much, but who knew that koolaid and candy could cure our homesick aches.

We had the normal tour group in today with the demo, so that was fun. Then we had a short siesta, mainly because Chef started in with making all kinds of items late in the day. More riccotta mousse, candied orange pieces, and blood orange gelato. Instead of packing on siesta, I spent time sleeping and doing laundry.

Neither chef nor Carlo would be in for dinner service, so I was appointed Chef for the evening. We had tasty carbonara for dinner and then it was time to butcher down 10 lamb legs. At first it was like the blind mice trying to figure out the best way to butcher, but we came around, and found the best way. We had a few customers a la carte, and then we thought it was time to close up shop. Just then, at 9:15. a two top walked in. They were an easy order, but sat for over an hour and a half, which means we had to sit too. No fun.

Once home, I took a quick bath since I was feeling a little out of sorts and then hit they hay. You guessed it, no packing again. I am sure by me staving off the last part of my packing was due to me not wanting to pack. I know that it is time for me to move on and to start a new adventure, but this chapter was just starting to get really good. I have navigated the Italian way and have a decent handle on it now, and now I have to uproot and start again. But no worries, there are plenty more adventures to come. I just need to figure them out....hahahaha!

Tomorrow will bring my final day as an intern at Ristorante Zeppelin. It will be a bittersweet departure for sure, but a great life story as well.

Sleep tight, don’t let the bed bugs bite...ciao, ciao!

Day 91 - Chef’s Return

This morning brought an unexpected prep day, mainly because in the evening we had a 45 person party booked, but nothing prepped. No worries though, the menu was easy and we had plenty of time. While we cooked tomato sauce, farro and lentil soup, ravioli, cappiloni, and pork tenderloin, chef made his return from America. The only question was, when would the chaos and insanity begin?

He brought with him 2 bright red kitchen aid mixers. That is what I would call the best souvenir ever! He was definitely exhausted from all of his traveling, but happy to be home. He only had about a week of recovery time until the next group of AI study abroad students were showing up. The day was rather quiet and calm.

The dinner service for 45 was a breeze and we had them completed in almost no time. We all decided to head to VinCafe for a glass of wine after work. I had a tasty prosecco and shared the most delicious beef carpaccio with Drew. It was so amazing, I need to find out what they put on it to make it so delightful! We headed home and yes friends, I started packing and packing and packing. Two thirds of the way done and it was time for the sand man to take over me.

I can hardly believe that in just 3 days, Melaine will be here with me, it seems like an unreal dream. Only 2 days of intern work left, which seems a bit wild too. I am looking forward to a vacation of sorts. But Italy will always be in my heart, even after I leave.

Ciao Amici!

Day 90 - Heavy Duty cleaning = Reward Treat!

With Chef Lorenzo’s return only a day away, we had the heaviest of duty cleaning left. Hoods! For any of you who know what cleaning a kitchen hood is like, you can relate with the following description. Luckily, we pulled the hood vents on Sunday, so that they could soak for 2 days. Even with this forethought, the amount of grease on these suckers was disgusting. While Drew cleaned the vents, Katie and I tackled the entire hood vent system. It covers 2 stoves, 2 pasta boilers, and a double wide flat top, and it was filthy. A combo of grease, dust, dirt, and grime. We each started on and end and met in the middle. It was a dirty job, but someone needed to do it. It felt good to actually see the transformation happen as well, even if I did smell like a cadaver afterwards. Sick!

The rest of the afternoon was prep heavy for the week ahead as we had 4 parties looming. We filled and roasted the giant turkey legs from a few days ago, we prepped a la carte sides, and we made riccotta mousse. A few other items too, but Miercoledi would be prep hefty too, we just didn’t know it yet. Carlo decided that two of us would have the night off, lucky Katie and I were chosen. I spent siesta in nap mode, and awoke for dinnertime, which really ended up being chips and milk. So very healthy. Then Angela came home somewhat early, so I treated us all to homemade Boston Coolers and Brown Cows as a reward for our cleaning efforts.

Back in Michigan, a Boston cooler is a ice cream float with ginger ale and a brown cow is a float with coke. So with a mix of chocolate and vanilla gelato, a dash of whiskey creme liqueur, and tasty ginger ale, we had a delightful and comforting treat. It was exactly what I had wanted on this restful evening. And again, I finished my evening with a good long thought on packing, but not really doing anything about it. I just know that I have a lot of stuff, it is daunting, A domini.

I miss Vernor’s ginger ale, there is just no comparison, but in a pinch, a schweeps will do. Have yourself a tasty ice cream treat today!!!

Day 89 - Orvieto Exploration, Finally

Oggi Lunedi, ristorante a chisu! Today is Monday, and the restaurant is closed!

After a decent little sleep in, much deserved for us all, Angela, Franchesco, and I had decided on a plan to explore Orvieto and Orvieto Scalo. Since I have lived here for 3 months and have not done the major sites, I figured it was time considering that there were lots of steps involved, it would be good to get these completed now. On the docket, The Clock Tower, St. Patrick’s Well, and the Great Peanut Butter Hunt. We invited the other roommates, but to no surprise, they did not venture off the couch. So we headed out around 2 pm for our adventure.

First up. the clock tower in the center of town; 14 meter high, 249 steps, and a view for days. We made it up the nice wood steps with only 2 quick rest stops. Once to the top, even on this cloudy and hella windy day, the countryside was clear as day. Green fields, rows of grapes, rooftops, and the Duromo. We took a few photos and stood in the wind for a few moments, soaking up the Orvieto calm. Then back down the steps we went, with a cappuccino very near in our future. 498 steps completed!

After a quick walk to Cafe Del Corso for a malto caldo cappuccino, we finished walking down Corso Cavour to hit up St. Patrick’s Well. This is a well that the Pope had built in XXXX. It was built because the Pope feared Rome may erupt in war, so Orvieto was the closest place that could be used to house the Pope, since it sits on top of a mountain with stone walls, it made sense. He commissioned the well in order to have a consistent water source. Although there was no need for this in the long run, it does make for a great site to see. The Well is 13 meters deep, 249 steps, 70 windows, and two sets of stairs. If you can imagine it, the well drills down leaving a double-helix type staircase behind. One staircase for people heading down, the other for climbing back up. The two paths only ever meet at the bottom, it is really quite a site. The steps were a little bit slippery in my boots, but we prevailed and after a few photo ops, we made it to the bottom of the well. With only a few lights on the stairs, the glass roof was the only other light abound. It was a surreal feeling, a perfect setting for a thriller movie, where all you want to do is scream “don’t look behind you”. There is water in the bottom of the well and plenty of coins too. We all made a wish and wondered what kind of creatures were living in there. Then it was time to climb back to the top and a few more photos taken. This was a beautiful place and I can’t wait to bring you mom, you better pack your walking shoes... :) Another 498 steps completed.

After a little breather break at the top, we headed to the finiculare to hit up the grocery store. We popped into a few clothing shops and Angela found a dope faux leather jacket, yeah for Purchases!!! Then we found the Super Conti, the only grocery store I have yet to look for peanut butter in. This was the main mission, but we also wanted to find some dinner and snacks too. The grocery store is such an evil and wonderful place all at the same time. I just can’t help myself when I am there. I found a few presents, some fun items to buy, and I bought a half kilo of mortadella. Alas, no peanut butter, i think finding it in Italy, let alone Orvieto would be like finding the Holy Grail, impossible. Nevertheless, we had fun time and found some items for a tasty snack and dinner.

Once home, it was time for cream cheese and salsa dip paired with a cold glass of milk. A short nap, and then dinner. Angela made tortellini with pesto. And then we each had our second easter egg of the day. Mainly because there is always a fun toy inside the egg. We had been buying little animal figurine eggs and I had ended up with a duck and a horse. Too fun! I booked some more travel and thought about packing. Then it was time for sleep and dreams.

Have your self a lovely adventure!

Day 88 - Sunday Funday!!!

With the time left countdown coming to a close, we are at 6 days as of today, it was finally time to rock out the hot line. This Sunday came with plenty of cleaning in prep for chefs return. And then Carlo made a fabulous family meal, it was something unexpected. Pasta with gorgonzola cream sauce, walnuts, pears, and spinach. What a dream! It was divine, I even had seconds, cause I’m a Fat Kid. Then it was time to open the doors to all the people. We were slammed, which was a nice change from the previous weeks. We had a total of 41 folks come through the door, including 2 larger tables. Frankie jumped on the line along with Carlo and I. It was overall great, but Frankie needs to look at not only the tickets but also what everyone else is doing around him. Carlo and I were on the same wave length, I knew what he was working and was ready to plate and send out all the food when it was called.

It was great to be so busy and at the end of the day have Carlo tell us we all did a great job. Reassurance is a wonderful booster and sending out tasty items doesn’t hurt either. We ended the shift with more cleaning and a long, long, long prep list for Martedi, since we would be chiuso on Lunedi. We all headed home, and Frankie treated Angela and I to some La Musa gelati. Such a treat on the sunny, windy day. We three came to the decision to try the one Chinese restaurant on the mountain for dinner. But in the meantime, I went in my sweaterbooties, with Angela to the piadina man so she could get the kebob plate. This girl is not afraid of food, she loves it as much as I, which is nice to find another foodie fat kid in Italy.

After a little rest, we suited up to try the Chinese place. It was fairly busy for a Domenica, and the menu was large and reasonably priced. We ordered around and out came the meal.

Fried wontons; disappointing, unfilled fried strips of bread.

Hot & Sour soup; potentially the best I had ever had, spicy, sweet, and filled with all the good bits.

Chicken in Curry Sauce; made due for a main entree, but lacked curry flavor.

Pancetta fried rice; decent, a would order for next time.

Overall, it was an 11 Euro per person meal, not too bad. I was able to skype with my mom and sister. Mom, how was that technical problem with the hard drive? Did you get that password figured out? Hahahaha!!! I ended the evening with a nice bath and some new music. What a lovely Sunday Funday!

Language Lesson

Lunedi - Monday

Martedi - Tuesday

Chiuso - Closed

Domenica - Sunday

Day 87 - Too Many Cooks in the Kitchen...

Saturday started early with an 8:30 am start, Carlo had given me the key, incase the cleaning man would not be there today. But, Adriano was still there, but it still felt good to have the key responsibility. The tour group leader literally had called at 10 pm the night before to make changes to the menu, so we had a few extra last minute prep items to bust out first thing. We had most everything prepped, and then Frankie, Carlo, and I headed to meet the group of 37. I find that there are always a few folks that I connect with in these tour groups. Wether it be a foodie fanatic, another blogger, or a travel bug. I really enjoy getting to meet and converse with these lovely folks.

Today I met Anne Leigh from Virginia. She was traveling with her mother, which I love and then after mentioning where they were from, of course I jump in with:

“There is a farm that I want to work at in Virgina.”

“Which one?” They ask.

“Polyface farms in Virginia, Joel Salatin’s farm.”

“We buy our eggs from him.”

I literally almost lost it. I was so jealous that they lived so close that they could snag his product so easily. If the name Polyface or Joel Salatin is new to you; check out the movie Food Inc., the book Omnivores Dilemma, or www.polyfacefarms.com. They provide pasture fed products to many in Virginia and nearby DC. Their farming practices and food beliefs are what sets them apart from many other farms and food producers. Anyway, back on topic, these two ladies were a treat to meet.

After coffee and pastries at the restaurant, it was off to the market again. Angela was able to come this time as well, which was great to have her there. She is a trip and makes me laugh constantly. What a nice addition to the front of house and to the roommates too. We finished at the market with artichokes in hand since we would be frying them for the groups antipasti. The demo went well, we ran a little long, but it was fine in the end. Not only did we have the group, but a la carte was also blowing up. We were very busy which was nice.

After a short siesta, it was time to head back to the ‘office‘ for dinner service. We had a bit of prep to do for the upcoming week and groups coming in. We had 8 turkey legs to debone. I am not talking about any small turkey legs either. These suckers put Renaissance Festival turkey legs to shame! Initially, it is just like deboning a chicken thigh and leg, but once you reach the end of the leg, where the foot would be, there are all these tendons and cartilage. It is very difficult to get the them all out, mainly because there are so many of them. Either way, it was nice to learn and work with these giant legs. Ha!

The end of the evening brought some whiskey and coke and some interesting thoughts on options to stay in Italy for a while longer. Not sure of the plan or if I stay or go, but the next few days will tell for sure, considering I only have a week to go. I was also able to skype with my mom and my Aunt Mary. They had been working on my moms computer to fish out a few last minute issues. It was great to chat with them and see them both, technology is a lovely thing. Aunt Mary, make sure you turn up the volume next time! Hehehe! Miss you!

Have yourself a tasty whiskey and coke! And have one for me too!

Day 86 - Does anyone have a Tums?

So it turns out that I also had this morning off too. So I slept in, woke up, and then took a nap, all before noon. My belly was an aching alright, thanks to the piadina dinner the night before. It is just so good while I eat it and then the next day it is so bad...why do we do this to ourselves? Ah, food, that is why!

I worked on travel plans for mom and Melaine today too. I was somewhat productive, but officially, I relaxed this afternoon. Heading into the weekend, a little relaxation was necessary. I headed into work for dinner service and Carlo obliged us all and made steak for family meal. It was a delightful treat! We had a few customers in the evening, including Cicco the steak eating dog. It was a relatively simple evening and we were home in time for me to sleep so that I could get up early for the Saturday demo group.

Even after a full day, I still needed a ton of tums after work to help my belly settle. It’s a good thing I brought a whole bottle with me to Italy! It has been a roller coaster ride, but with tums and tylenol on my side, I can keep on riding the ride.

Ciao Amici!

P.S. Can you belive that this post is my 100th post? I can hardly believe it! Thank you readers, family, and friends for keeping me motivated to write it all down. Thanks to my Fuel Family for their gifts, I have been able to physically write in my journals. ANd thanks to you all, I have been able to keep up with a daily journal as well. What a treat! Hope you have enjoyed it this far. One Hundred Posts in 86 days, not too bad. Ciao!

Day 85 - Weather Man, What were you smoking?

When we headed out for the restaurant today, it was fairly warm and a bit sunny out, a nice change to the rain we have been having. We were at the restaurant early because we had a tour group of about 30 folks coming in to go to the market and the demo. Drew and I were slotted to go to the market, so after prepping, we went with Carlo to meet the group. Neither one of us brought our coats, mainly because it seemed so very nice out. The walk to the meeting point was fine, then the waiting turned a little chilly. And then the rain came as soon as they pulled up, not just a little rain, but sky opening, pouring rain. I was basically drenched, hence the bad idea not to wear a coat. We headed back to the restaurant for coffees and hopefully the rain would clear a bit. The group seemed pretty amicable, even with the rain. The weather is changing faster than I can type.

Luckily, the rain cleared and we headed to the market. A few less vendors due to the rain, but it was a fine visit. The demo went well too. Overall, it was a pleasant afternoon, especially since I had the evening off, I was ready to relax. The walk home however was not fun. It was pouring like cats and dogs and horses and cows. I was soaked through my coat and pants and makeshift scarf head cover. It was awful. Angela and I walked home and could hardly wait to change clothes and warm up a bit.

Drew and I each took respective naps. I also was able to find the time to manage a home pedicure and the dying of my hair, ciao roots! Drew and I had the dinner of champions, Kraft mac & cheese and piadina. Turns out this is only a bonafide belly ache to come, but tasty while we ate it.

Yes, today was St. Patty’s day, but it is also the 150th Anniversary of the Unification of Italy. The flag was flying all day and the celebration was not deterred by the rain. I also skyped with my mom and showed her some of the presents purchased on this adventure. We talked about her trip and her new shoes for said trip. I can hardly wait!!!

Spring has Sprung in Orvieto! How about where you are?

Ciao Amici!

Day 84 - I feel like a Natural Woman

Yes, the title of this post may be a bit bizarre, but the lyric from the song is the best way that I can describe what happened to me today. I had the morning off, and with my best intentions, planned on sleeping in. However, the lovely cleaning lady came in at 10 am on the dot, so the plan was foiled. I decided to finally act on my words. I had been claiming for 2 weeks that I would get a haircut. This was mainly due to the fact that my hair was growing wild and out of control. On these humid days it was like trying to get four horse tails into one ponytail. It was so awful. I had even attempted a time earlier the week before, but the ladies were not very nice.

So I headed of to the Handy Hair Salon, a few doors down from the restaurant, and stated exactly what I needed:

“Vorrei un taglio de cappeli. Se sei disponible?”

I would like a haircut. Are you available now?

They were very nice at this shop and I only waited a few moments. It was enough time to peruse some of their Italian hair magazines, wild styles Dana, but very cool. It was also funny to see in the articles Colomer brands like Framesi mentioned. Colomer was my first job I had, so it has just about come full circle seeing their name in print her in Italy. After a quick wash, it was time to get down to business. The lady is no Janelle (My amazing stylist in Denver), but she was pretty good. I asked for about 4 inches off the mop, we agreed on a few layers and to dry it curly. Of course she added a shit-ton of volume and a few Farrah Faucett waves, it was really bouncy and a weight off of my shoulders. I felt like a normal human being again...a natural woman. Hahahaha!

I headed to the family meal lunch, where Carlo had prepared a delicious carbonara with homemade pasta. What a treat and a great morning. After a little nap at siesta, it was time to head into work for the evening dinner service. A few customers but nothing major, we finished making preparations for the tour group that would be coming in the following morning. I headed home and was so glad to see my pillow after such a relaxing and eventful day.

Ciao Amici!

P.S. Enjoy the before and after of my hairtastic day!

Day 83 - Internet as a Luxury

As I am writing the entry, the power has just gone out. The only light in our whole house is from my computer screen, which is tucked in with me under my covers. It was a beautifully humid day today, only a little rain this afternoon. We had a bit of prep for the week to do, but our main focus was on Mexican night and cleaning. Since Chef comes back next week, we need to have the kitchen cleaned and re-organized. This will also be beneficial for the AI students who are coming over in 2 weeks too. After making chocolate mousse for a la carte, I jumped on making the cupcakes for the evenings festivities. Franchesco cut the chicken and marinated it for tonights family meal. I did the mise en place for guac, made the taco seasoning for the ground meat, sliced the peppers and onions for sautéing, and even made a homemade sour cream. Correct, you can not find sour cream in Italy. Yes, you can make it yourself. No, it does not taste exactly like the original product, but it will do for our purpose.

We had quite a few people a la carte, which was great since I am working the line solo. We finished the afternoon, and I was not feeling in tip top shape, so I immediately headed home with Angela for siesta. On the way home, we went a different route, closer to the Duomo and a funny thing happened later in the evening, which I will relate later. I napped for as long as possible on siesta before having to head to the store and then the Zeppelin to prep for family meal. During siesta, our 6th roommate finally arrived, Alex, a recent grad from AI Charlotte. Restless siesta sleep, makes for a teeny weenie cranky Nikki. But, alas, family meal calls.

Frankie, Alex, and I headed to the restaurant with a quick stop at the market to buy last minute items. Once at the restaurant, we started guac, frosting, and cooking for the big dinner. I used pre-made carmel that would normally go in the bottom of a flan, to flavor the frosting, it was pretty tasty. We were expecting 10 for family meal, all 6 kitchen folks, plus 3 front of house folks, and Bonnie, Vito’s amazing Fiance. She is originally from Arizona, so having Mexi night was a treat. All the interns piched in and we were ready to eat by 6:30, a long table in the prep kitchen was set, and all 10 people smiling ear to ear. It was “please pass the guac” and “Who wants pollo?” It was way fun and I think everyone really enjoyed the meal, I know I did.

After dinner, we had a few customers come in and we furthered our cleaning efforts. Ironically, when Angela and I walked home at siesta, we had passed an American couple, all though we did speak to them, they ended up eating at the Zeppelin that evening. At the end of the evening, the gentleman came to the back of the house and thanked us all for such an amazing meal. He was so gracious and could hardly believe it that he had wandered into the same restaurant where we worked. He said that he wanted to ask us where to eat when we walked by, but didn’t. I guess it was meant to be. It is always nice to hear that the customers like your food. He was so gracious and interested in our desire to cook and such. It was a great interaction. After work, which wrapped up just after 9:30, I headed home. I was eager to check out Drew and Angela’s pictures from Milan.

I consider it a great luxury to have Internet at our house here in Italy. No, it is not a new fandagled thing here in Orvieto, but it is a cost that Chef does not necessarily need to provide. I am very grateful that he does though. Considering that in the last apartment. it took a month to get internet, it is unreal that we had it just a week after moving in to our new place. This is something that the 3 new interns do not quite understand. The internet here has a mind of it’s own and will restart at random. I think I heard from each of them about it. “What is wrong with the internet?” “How come we don’t have a connection?” “We just have shitty internet (from an overheard convo)” Seriously??? I almost lost it! I like the internet as much as any of them, but I understand not to take if for granted. I also use my brain before opening my mouth, at least most of the time, mainly because I want to project a smart and aware self. Honestly, is that so much to ask 20 year olds to do? I know I shouldn’t stereotype Moe, but honestly, I may be older than them by a decade, but I am not your mom. Use your brain people!!! Please!!! It was put in your head for a reason, hahahaha!!!!

Ok, off of my ranting post for now. The Milano pictures were lovely from the kids. They were able to hit up Lake Como too, which looked unreal. A small thunderstorm began just before I jumped in the shower. However, it has escalated, as you can now tell from my opening sentence. The day has come and gone and you my reader have come full circle, just like in one of those movies that starts and ends with the same scene.

Computer screen light with the sound of the rain and crack of the thunder outside of my open balcony door. Sleep Tight Readers!!!

Chocolate Mousse Recipe - Yields 28 small portions

10 eggs, separated

500 grams sugar

1 liter of cream

100 grams cocoa powder

200 grams bittersweet chocolate, melted

2 pinches of salt

Place the yolks and all the sugar in a mixer and whip until combined and at a nice smooth ribbon texture. Remove and place in a large bowl.

Place the cream in the clean and dry mixer bowl. Whip on medium speed until stiff peaks form. Fold into the yolk mixture.

Place the whites and salt in the clean and dry mixer bowl. Whip on medium speed until stiff peaks form. Fold into the yolk/cream mixture.

Once combined, add the chocolate and powder. Fold until well combined, making sure not to beat or stir, but to fold it all together to avoid breaking down the mixture.

Fill a pastry bag with tip and proceed to fill designated serving cups. Freeze or refrigerate until desired use.

Day 82 - Cooking Class

Katie, Franchesco, Carlo, David, and I all at the restaurant early this morning because we had a group of four ladies coming in for a cooking class. An easy menu and enough of us to go around, made for a very tranquilo class. Three of the four ladies were from the Chicago area and had all gone to collage together. The fourth was from Rio De Janeiro and is teaching Italian here in Orvieto. They were all great friends and great in the kitchen, so it was fun to connect with them and makes some tasty food. With serving them and then a few a la carte customers, we were out for the day by 3 pm, which is pretty good. We had Monday off, so I was excited to chill for a bit.

On the way home, I snagged a bottle of red wine, which I began to drink around 4 or so. After talking to my sister via skype (Buone Fortuna on your test sister), a little work on my computer, and 2 glasses of wine, I took a little siesta, just a small one, and then the three of us headed to Charlie’s for a pizza. Pictured above, you will find my favorite pie on their menu, the Tamago, mozzarella, spicy salmi, and an egg. So good! We had a good meal and then followed up with some gelati, even though it was raining outside. You only live once! Home, I watched the wrap up episode for An Idiot Abroad and laughed so much I almost cried.

Overall, it was an ideal evening, not a whole lot of stress and tasty food. It is soon to be my last day of interning and I need to get on my packing and travel plans. Someone remind me to book a flight home please!

Buone Notte!

Day 81 - Orvieto Adventure

Sunday morning was a bit of a sleep in day, which was nice considering it was raining for quite a while before I even awoke. It was supposed to rain all day, but that was not going to stop me from heading down the mountain to Scalo to hit up the grocery store. It is funny, I had never been to this particular supermarket the entire time that I lived down there, but it was on my radar because I really wanted peanut butter, and heard that they may be the ones to have it. You see, peanut butter is not common here, most people just reach for the Nutella instead. But I have been a craving some, and no place up top the mountain has it. So off Frankie and I went to find some tasty finds. We were also both wanting to eat junk food the entire day, so that was another reason to head down.

Once we hit the ground in Scalo, the rain was coming down pretty hard, but we prevailed and walked the 3 blocks to the CO-OP. I can not convey to enough how much I LOVE THE GROCERY STORE. For some of my readers who know me all too well, I have been known to hit up 3 grocerys and a Costco all on the same day. I just love it!!! I love an ‘international’ store even more. If it is the local Rancho Liborio in Denver or the CO-OP in Oriveto or the Pegna in Florence, all of these stores have the best finds. Local produce, cured meats, fresh meats, the best butchers, unusual house goods; just items that you never knew you needed until you stumble upon them.

We were on a mission for junk food and pb. We ended up buying items for Banana Ginger Cupcakes, Mexican night family meal food, and of course junk food. We found really unripe avocados for family meal, and snagged them, even for $1.40 Euro each. Yikes! But what did I expect, they came from South America. We bought some hotdogs and a hunk of pancetta for some BLT’s later. Sliced cheeses and more veggies for Mexican night. Some fairly ripened bananas for cupcakes. Then we hit the butcher and cheese area. The smells, the people, the dialogue, all make this adventure worth it. A whole rack of Prosciutto? Have I died and gone to Heaven? Just a little, I decided. We also found this gelatti, that is in liquid form in the dry goods isle. Basically, you shake it up and then put it in the freezer and voila! Gelati! This was a much better alternative to buying frozen items that would be melty by the time we hit home. We found the ‘international isle’ in the store. I shouldn’t call it a whole isle, it was a small section of a shelving unit. It housed some kidney beans, a few taco sauces and salsas, rice, soy sauce, and wasabi paste. That was it, so we snagged some bottles of taco sauce for our fiesta. Piadina wrappers for tortilla shells, tortilla chips, sale y pepe pringles, and the best item; Ginger Ale. Yup, a 4 pack of Scwepps Ginger Ale, which I promptly drank 2 of when we got home.

The trip was not ideal for my pocket book, but for my mental state, exactly what I needed on a rainy day. Alas, no peanut butter, but I did find decent hair dye, so I guess I can stand the trade off. My roots are begging for attention! We made it home with only 2 more quick stops, the guy who sells candy and nuts was on the top of the mountain, we scored delicious candied ginger for use in the cakes. Then, unexpectedly, and the first time since I have been here, the only other gelati store on the mountain was open. What a treat, she had different flavors from the other group and she was cheaper. Frankie bought me the chocolate and cinnamon flavor, oh my was it tasty! We went the next day, not open. I need to keep an eye on this place so much better, long live La Musa Gelati!

The mountain top was less rainy, but as soon as we hit the house it started to pour. Franchesco and I had hotdogs and played numerous games of Boston, I think we were pretty even through the games, but I prevailed in the end. I took a little nap and then we all had decided that dinner was eminent. Katie, Frankie, and I started to make the blt’s. Yummy!!! The pancetta made for a great thick bacon, melty ementaler cheese, fresh lettuce and tomato, and a little Hellmans Mayonaise for good measure. Yum!

I wrapped up the evening by chatting with both my mom via skype and Melaine via magicjack. A few more travel plans were hashed out and I got to catch up with some of my favorite ladies. I can hardly wait for them to join me in this lovely land, hopefully the rain will clear up by then. :)

I think you all should grab a little snack you wouldn’t normally allow yourself to enjoy, and relish in every single bite!!! You deserve it.

Ciao!

Day 80 - To the Market we Go!!!

A brisk Saturday morning started early at the restaurant at 9 am. I was scheduled to go to the market with Carlo and the tour group of 36 folks from the States. It was as usual in the morning with prepping for the demo and getting items ready for the party. Carlo and I headed to meet the group around 9:45 am or so. The contingent was a mix of folks from Texas, Michigan, Colorado, and Arizona. They were all very nice folks. After a stroll, we ended up at the market. We purchased some oranges and cheese and nuts. We finished at the market and I also met two sisters who travel on these groups and have been doing so for years now. Since they are both widowed, they make sure they continue to stride along together.

The demo went well. Carlo did well with getting his message across in english and I helped to answer some questions for folks in regards to gluten free pasta making, spicy oil, and the like. It was a great group and it is always fun to get up in front of the group and converse and make connections with other who are excited about food. Then it was back to the kitchen to get the rest of the dishes out. We also had a few folks a la carte, but nothing too major. We were all looking forward to this evening, because it would be our last night before a whole day off. YEAH!!! Drew and Angela had booked a trip to Milan for the Ferrari 150th Anniversary event, so they left that evening.

I hung out with Anna and Jacinta from KSU. I taught them how to play Boston and so we three and Frankie played cards into the evening. There was lots of chocolate milk drinking and chocolate chip cookie eating. It was the perfect midnight snack.

A day off tomorrow, and with impending rain, no major plans but to hit up the grocery store and rest some.

Ciao Bella!

Day 79 - L’Hamburger

Friday, Friday, Friday!!! What a wonderful day to have sunshine and some customers. We had done some prep during the day for a la carte. We worked on making some fresh pasta and we made more general pork ragu. We also had a few customers for lunch, but nothing major. With being the only one on hotline for this week and until I am finished with my internship, I am feeling very comfortable there. I have my timing down, my pasta cooking on target, and my plating is set. I feel very comfortable and tend not to let my abilities slack.

I think that much of this credit for comfort goes to a few main souces; My mom, dad and family for constantly challenging me to be better. My chefs and teachers (Chef Donna Kennedy, Chef Hayashi, Chef Bennett, Chef Beckwith) for pushing me to work faster and efficently. And to the team at Fuel for letting me get my feet wet and to practice consistency and quality. Thank you to you all for your constant support and challenging. I find that being on the hotline is fun and can be a good time management exercise. Why do we chefs love being under pressure so much? Any thoughts? Pressure and expectations go hand in hand and it is fun to achieve under such an environment.

After a short and sweet siesta, it was time to go back to work. Carlo had to teach the pizza class, and he was exhausted afterwards. So by the grace of pre-planning, we had planned on real beef hamburgers for dinner. Accompanied by patate fritte, Italy’s version of Kraft singles, and some ranch, we enjoyed a very ‘American’ style family meal. We interns find it comforting to have such food selections once and a while, and as it turns out, so do our Italian counterparts. They enjoy the hamburgers and chicken fingers just as much as we do. Granted, it does not happen very often, so it may be a treat for all of us, but we are probably the only restaurant in Orvieto to have hamburgers of family meal. This is due to the American interns and their influence on the restaurant over the years. Carlo and Vitopaolo are also making sure that we have a ‘Mexican’ family meal before Chef comes back as well. We are all very excited for this as well!

Our only customers of the evening were 5 students from the University of Arizona contingent. Guess what we sold them??? Straight up hamburgers and french fries for $10 Euro. These were 1/3 pound tasty burgers, the same we had. They loved it!!! It was a fun eveving over all.

After work we changed and got a bit dressed up and met up with the KSU kids for some fun. We went to BeerHouse for a while after hanging at their house. Most of us turned in a little early, as we had to be at work by 9am for the tour group. I was very excited because I would be the one accompanying Carlo on the market visit and the demo. I will let you all know how it goes.

il buono hamburger al formaggio a tutto!!! (Good Cheeseburger to all of you!)

Language Lesson

Borsa - Bag

Money - Denaro (even though my folks use some other term)

Travel - Viaggio

Chef - Cuoco

Day 78 - Preppy, McPrep

What a beautiful day today!!! Sun shining, no clouds, no wind, and it was warm! We prepped quite a bit today for our upcoming tour groups this Saturday and for next week. We worked on a large batch of Manzo Spetz (Beef Stew) and a large batch of Chickpea Flan. Other than that prep for the groups, we worked on a few other items, but nothing major. We ended the day early, but still had to wait around for the flan to finish cooking. We had all made plans for gelatti after work, so that was something to look forward to.

Siesta came and after some chestnut gelatti, it was time for a short nap and our internet to start working, finally! We headed to dinner service and we had already planned on making chicken fingers for family meal!!! So exciting, mainly because we also had salad and ranch dressing to go with it all. What a treat! We had a few customers a la carte but nothing major. It was an easy night and coming home to chat with my mom was a treat as well.

Speaking of which, I have been working on travel plans for Melaine and mom and I. Melaine and I are headed to Scicily for a few days and then to Rome to meet moms and then Firenze, Assisi, Siena, and Cinqueterre. Then Melaine is off to the states and Mom and I are headed to Paris and Barcelona for the last part of her trip, and more importantly, to celebrate her Birthday!!!

Ciao Amici!!!

Day 77 - 17 days of Interning Left

Wild right? Only 17 days of my internship left. Seems like and odd day to celebrate, but alas, it is a Wednesday, my least favorite day of the week, so why not celebrate something noteworthy!

After a restful sleep, it was off to work. We had little prep for the week, but we did start the day by making 5 kilos of biscotti. This was for the bag and tag of the cookies that we have been doing in order to hand out as little takeaways for guests.

As it was Katie’s first day in the kitchen, it is always a nervous day for the newbie, I was one only a few short weeks ago. No one had shown her any part of the kitchen, so I took her around, showed her everything, she worked the biscotti for the second bake, and she is officially on dish pit. Welcome to the Zeppelin!

We had salmon cream sauce pasta for lunch, so i had a few bites and then passed the rest to Frankie. By the end of the shift, I was so famme! I also found out that I would be enjoying the night off, but coming back for family meal. Home, Franchesco and I played some cards. This is because the night before, we had played an Italian card game with Italian cards. It was rather fun and I was winning, so that is always a treat. With traditional cards, I taught Frankie Crazy 8’s and a game called Boston. We played both the long and short way of the 8’s and I was the victor. Boston is always a beginners game and after the first win to me, Frankie took the next 2 games. Bah! I will take him on again, have no fear!

Vito came over to work on the house internet, to no avail, thank you TelcomItaly! Then off to the restaurant. Family meal was tasty, orange and curry chicken with mashed potatoes. Then instead of doing something fun, I worked on the internet and booked some more trip details for after the internship. We all talked with Tyler via skype, he seemed to be doing rather well back at classes. I also checked out the latest Glee episode, so GREAT!!! CHECK IT!

As I write this now, it is 2:30 am now on Thursday. Yes, I need to go to bed, and I will, soon. Up watching a movie and now about to fall asleep to a podcast of ‘This American Life’. Another day ahead and another siesta to look forward too.

Good night all....