Corn syrup never dies, god. Our bodies...are examples of that. People are often one big...blob...of corn syrup.
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blame it on the henny
My account of culinary school, family, and mixtapes.
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- Salt
- My baby's gettin redic in the kitchen
- Week Three gettin underway
- Someone thinks she's being persuasive
- Midterm! Over and done
- Porterism
- Thought of the day
- Seasoning and flavoring
- Snow in Austin!
- Staging plans
- Shepherd's pie
- CA 200, making forcemeats
- Someones making stock...
- Perfect example
- Rollerskating Jam!
- Pasta risotto-style
- Freeway blends mixtape
- Sam was robbed
- Saturday at the park
- This is what too much fun at the farmer's market l...
- Handwashing
- Examples of beautiful plating
- Another class, doing their thing
- Day three, Laundry list of info
- Some collected Chef Porterisms
- Chicken salad
- GBD.
- The damn cravat
- Deep fat frying
- Big Dilla
- The Basics
- Chef Porter
- Day One
- 200 Food T-Shirts (I want 167 of them, maybe 168)
- 10 things I remember from today's marathon
- Piper trying on my beanie
- Marathon dream
- lunch at La Boite
- My Books
- My new knives (and life)
- Culinary school vending machine
- Bacon
- My new home away from home
- At the Marathon Expo
- Life in progress
- Bathroom names
- Piper's First Oreo
- Why Culinary School?
- School Orientation next Saturday
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