I am so sorry for the long blog hiatus and I do hope you are doing well. I have missed you all and I cannot wait to catch up with my blog reading list. There are loads!! I had some peeks and there are so many delicious posts. I may need to get another round of sea salt caramel mocha frappuccino (my current favourite drink) to stop me from drooling all over my laptop later.
But before I start reading (and drooling), I want to share with you what I've been up to the past few weeks and my experience working as a culinary trainee at the pastry kitchen at the JW Marriott hotel Medan.
To just suddenly work in a kitchen surrounded by professional chefs, it was quite daunting to say the least. I was nervous. I have no formal culinary qualification. I taught myself to cook and bake by reading countless cookery books, watching many hours of cookery shows and experimenting at the leisure of my own kitchen. I just couldn't help but feel how if suddenly I realise that I couldn't actually cook or bake. You know, that kind of thoughts...
But at the same time, I was very excited to learn... The first few days I felt I was the annoying new kid who asks for everything. But then, I would rather be the annoying kid who asks a lot than to just assume and later make a complete fool of myself. Especially since the recipe books only come with the list of ingredients with no instructions, required oven temperatures or timing.
The kitchen is a shared space as well as all the equipments and tools. I am not used to this. Living on my own for several years, I enjoy having my own territory. The kitchen has always been my private place... where the magic happens. At home, I know my way around the kitchen very well. But here, very often I cannot find, oh for example a knife or a mixing bowl or the spatula that I wanted or it was being used by someone else. Very annoying. I was faced with the dilemma either to keep looking or wait and waste valuable time; or I could just used a different type of knives, dishes or spoons. I was quite naive at first thinking that I must use the right tool for the right job. Well, whenever possible, yes, I actually would. But, to be honest, as long as I can get the job done properly, it doesn't really matter, does it? So what if I cannot find the paring knife... the cheese knife would do just fine :)
But at the same time, I was very excited to learn... The first few days I felt I was the annoying new kid who asks for everything. But then, I would rather be the annoying kid who asks a lot than to just assume and later make a complete fool of myself. Especially since the recipe books only come with the list of ingredients with no instructions, required oven temperatures or timing.
| Freshly baked rolls... |
| Ciabatta |
By the third week, in one afternoon I found myself making hundreds of mini quiches, donuts, sausage rolls, croissants, sweet buns and Danish pastries. It was madness but oh-so much fun! However exhausting, I was always excited to learn, absorbing everything like a sponge. I baked so many different types of breads... from the everyday white and brown toasts to various rustic French and Italian breads.
| My first attempt at making baguettes... Not too bad I say. |
Oh yeah, before I forget, there's a great kitchen mantra "I taste the food I make" and I certainly tasted a lot! Not just my creations but also everyone else's... :) I will have to spend more time at the gym to make up for it now...
| Bread basket for brunch service |
To all the staff, my friends, at JW Marriott hotel Medan, I thank you for the opportunity. And last but not least, I want to thank Louise from Fraiche Recruitment for putting this idea into my head and for your encouragement. I hope this will be the beginning of something great...
