Saturday, 21 July 2012

30 seconds of bravery

Now that the owners have gone, I have quite a bit of free time and our lovely captain has said we could look for a bit of extra work on the side and a day later, just like magic, I found some work on a beautiful 24m sailing yacht going around Corsica and Sardinia. The only thing is, well, the position is as a chef. Yes that's right. A proper chef on a charter boat with 6 guests paying over a quarter of a million rand for a week. And they want to pay me as a proper chef too (2000 buckaroos a flipping day), never mind the tip we'll get at the end(5% each of the charter fee is standard, yeah do that maths). So REALLY, how could I turn this down? I'd have to be completeley NUTS to turn it down. I don't know where I got this idea that I was a chef, I really don't know. I just decided one day that I was going to tell people I was a chef and now it's kinda stuck and now that's just what I say I am. Hahahaha. I think it's time I looked into getting some proper training, maybe that's what i'll do when the season is over.

Anyways, I made it resoundingly clear to the captain that I was not a qualified chef and that my cooking is basic but he's friends with the deckhand on my boat so I think he's willing to let it slide.

Obviously I'm extremely nervous to be cooking 3 course meals for 6 very high end guests but I decided that it's a good thing to push myself and the worst that can happen is that I get to go on a sailing boat to Corsica and get bucketfuls of money, sure the guests might not be 100% happy with the level of cooking but they still have to pay me and they're still expected to leave 15% tip for the 3 of us. So really, worst case scenario is REALLY not bad.

So yeah, on the 1st August I'm getting on a train to Montpellier (5 hours away) and then getting on the yacht and doing a 36 hour crossing to Bonofacio, Corsica, where I will work, as a chef, and produce EXCELLENT, top quality 3 course meals, for 6 people, twice a day (aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, trying not to panic).

So yes, that was my 30 seconds of bravery, picking up the phone and saying with complete confidence that I will be coming onto the boat to be their chef for a week.
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