time for a deep clean
The past week I’ve been trying to focus on cleaning up and clearing out. There are still piles in my apartment that I haven’t touched since I moved in about 4 months ago. There has been a pile of clothes lying at the foot ofmy bed, since I left them there after washing them last week (on my last day off). Aside from the mess in my own apartment, we’ve also been doing some cleaning around work. Alyssa was awesome and really got into cleaning the deep shelves beneath the chef’s table…

alyssa getting down and dirty to clean up the kitchen
I don’t think most people realize how much cleaning is such an important part of kitchen work; I know I was shocked when I first started working in a restaurant. You have to constantly work to keep your station clean, and keeping communal areas like the walkin or dry goods storage areas clean is an ongoing process. Sometimes I actually feel like I spend more time cleaning than I do making food (that was especially the case at Spiral, where we rotated jobs and cleaned EVERYTHING ourselves. I’m not complaining, though, that job was one of the best experiences I’ve had, and it taught me so much about the importance of cooperation in the kitchen). But, in the end, it’s all those menial jobs (like washing produce and keeping the kitchen clean) that allow you to create food. Like these tarts:


alyssa's butternut citrus tart
And both of these tarts were also, in a way, a product of our deep clean, since we were able to use ingredients that may have otherwise gone to waste. Alyssa used the ends (the butts, as I call them) of the butternut squash since the kitchen just uses the necks to make the noodles. The cardamom tart has a filling with dried apricots, since we still have some of those in stock from the fall menu, but we aren’t using them anywhere on the winter menu. And, both tarts used brazil nuts, since we have a lot of those in stock, but we aren’t using them that often.

david & alyssa
All in all, a clean kitchen makes for a happy kitchen, and a clean home makes for a happy home. So, now, I think it’s time I focus my attention on that pile of clothes and at least one of the piles.

