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call vs. answer
A record five months since our last visit, Alex and I had dinner at Tabla on Wednesday night. I’d insisted we have a drink at the bar beforehand as its location in front of the open kitchen enables me gawk at the sous-chefs as they lower the naan into the pit oven, assemble the raitas, load crisped noodles atop the avocado salad (think Indian guacamole, but 300 times better) but mostly, to feed my ongoing obsession with their spiced bar top popcorn.
“Cumin.”
“Definitely.”
“Cardamom.”
“Some.”
“I taste ginger, smoked paprika, a lot of salt, and maybe just a smidgen of cayenne. Maybe they pop it in ghee…”
“Think you can do it?”
“I’m getting really close, but I might need another visit.”
“Of course you will.”
Alex got up to go to the bathroom and I took the chance to hone my very-rusty-and-really-quite-pathetic flirting skills with one of the line cooks, trying to see if he seemed friendly enough to spill some secrets. I was in luck, and he explained the way they make the chickpea fritters for the boondhi raita. I was about to ask him about the preserved lemon chutney when Alex returned and I rambled on and on to him about all the new tricks I’d picked up until I realized he was making that face he makes when he’s happy I’m excited about something, but you know, its really not his bag.
“Alex, do you think I missed my calling? Was I supposed to be a chef?”
He shrugs. “Maybe.”
***
What the hell is a calling, anyway? I’ve been tossing this word around for most of my so-called adult life, listening for some higher professional intent in nearly imaginable corridor. First, I was going to be a Political Scientist (all in caps of course, because I was going to be something Grand, Important, and Awesome), then a Psychologist, no, a Painter, and a Sculptor, a Dietician, or hell, why not just a trophy wife; I mean, how hard could that be? Now I write, but I’ve gained enough humility to take the caps out of it. Yet, everyday, I read at least fifteen recipes, clip four more, browse ten food blogs and publications, and want only to find excuses to try this stuff out.
…Not to even tip over this can of worms, but: Is there anything more arrogant that considering a method of obtaining a paycheck a calling? What a delightful, well-fed world I must live in to deem myself inherently Great and capable of Greatness, and if I could only find the most worthy vocation in which to leverage my Greatness. No, we best not get involved in that one at all.
***
So, back to the grub. Inspired by Tabla, last night I took this recipe for Indian potato pancakes and replaced ¾ of the potato with a yam, carrot, and zucchini. I added scallions to the curry-lime yogurt, and we lopped them up with the leftover caramelized onion cuminseed split pea soup I’d made Tuesday night. Eating berries after dinner, I told Alex my Valentines Day plan to scoop out giant strawberries, fill them with cheesecake, and cover them with melted chocolate.
Am I less of a chef because I don’t get paid to do it? Because I didn’t go to school for it? Because maybe it was my calling and I chose not to answer it? Some days, this matters to me a lot. Yesterday was not one of them.
comments (29)
Dont worry, u're a great chef get paid for it or not. Some people have found that they loose their love for their passions once they start WORKING for a paycheck doing just that. If u enjoy cooking so much well do just that cook all u want. Also, u're a great writer u'll miss the writing if u start cooking for a living..
Best wishes ;)
1 | Marlin | January 6, 2006 05:07 PM
I've been waiting for you to take me back to Tabla for quite some time now!
I guess I'll just have to go myself since Santamom doesn't really think it's that great. But what does she know?
So, do you think I would have better luck flirting with the chef?
2 | Santadad | January 6, 2006 05:28 PM
Oh Deb...I have been reading your blog for some time but this is the first time I've ever commented. You are a chef irregardless of the training and the paycheck. I loved to cook too and just like you I wondered whether or not it was meant to be something more than the occassional blissed out daliance in the kitchen. Keep cooking. The foodie in you is what has me so captivated!
3 | ms. b. | January 6, 2006 05:32 PM
I know what you mean here. I feel that I'm missing out on my life's calling - to be a chef. But as soon as I realized I hate cooking for strangers, that I only enjoy cooking for those I love, and that it would destroy me to get some schmuck's opinion on how to cook a particular dish, when I know better --- that's when I knew that while I love to cook, I could spend my entire day planning menues and whatnot, I'm not cut out to spend 14 hours in the restaurant kitchen.
4 | radish | January 6, 2006 05:58 PM
You know what else? I tire of this preconception - that I carelessly spout myself sometimes - that cook = restaurant, when that's merely one manifestation of it, and in NYC at least, a hideously marked-up one.
5 | deb | January 6, 2006 06:06 PM
I think trophy wife should be initial capped!
6 | PLD | January 7, 2006 02:16 AM
I'd consider myself a decent cook.
I'd consider you a chef.
There is a difference and it's only bound to get better (the food and the chef).
P.S. Can I come to dinner sometime? I'd even eat left-overs.
7 | Jenn | January 7, 2006 11:11 AM
PLD - I couldn't bring myself to do it; even I know there's little pride in such a line of work!
Jenn - I brought in some leftover pancakes to work yesterday and told Alex what a hit they were. "What?! You gave them away?!" Suffice it to say, someone's got dibs on the leftovers here too. :)
8 | deb | January 7, 2006 12:00 PM
I agree with the commenter who said that you can lose the love you feel for something if it becomes your job.
Cooking was also one of my options when deciding my career path, but i discarded it because i felt that 1)it´d lose much of its enjoyment if i had to do it for a living, and 2)i´d gain toooons of weight haha
Here´s an idea of how to merge your two passions: write a cookbook!!! I think it could be great. I like cookbooks with some background or additional information before or after the recipe. You could do something like that.
9 | Marce | January 7, 2006 02:59 PM
I love that you made those Indian potato pancakes! I had them when I hosted my office holiday party and they were a huge hit (if a total pain in the ass to make alongside the Hundred Corner Shrimp Balls).
10 | EJ | January 7, 2006 11:58 PM
TAKE UR ASS TO SCHOOL GET SOME TRAINING AND DO WHAT U LOVE DONT SECOND GUESS YOURSELF OR WHAT YOU WANT TO DO
11 | JOCELYN | January 8, 2006 04:35 AM
BEST. POST. EVER. Can this one go with the favorites? Please?
12 | Nicolien | January 8, 2006 07:33 AM
Oops, I posted a comment on the wrong entry! I wanted you to know that the January/February Saveur magazine has the recipe for the avocado dip at Tabla on page 48. :)
13 | Shawn | January 8, 2006 10:40 AM
Tabla rocks. That pumpkin curry and those onion rings, holy mother.
I definitely get the feeling that working as a chef, especially in a New York restaurant, is an incredibly grueling, competitive, labor of love. You're right: chef does not necessarily equal rstaurant. To me, it's a signifier of a level of skill, a sophistication about food layering -- which, frankly, it seems you've got in spades already.
14 | Nancy | January 8, 2006 11:28 AM
Jocelyn, are you leaving me drunk comments again?
Thanks Nicolien.
Shawn, a year ago, I read no food magazines. This morning, I'm reading both Gourmet AND Cooks Illustrated. Now Savuer, too? Wait, it also has a recipe for a savory Russian cabbage and onion pie? SOLD.
Nancy - Those chickpea battered onion rings are amazing; I've only allowed them twice but they were well worth it, and as filling as two dishes.
And yes, it is the lifestyle that keeps me away: working until 3 AM, every weekend, every holiday... not for me. :(
15 | deb | January 8, 2006 12:04 PM
I checked online, Deb, that was last months issue that had the cabbage pie. Actually, they only publish every two months, I believe.
Bon Appetit is by far my favorite foodie magazine. The recipes are usually simple but elegant.
16 | Shawn | January 8, 2006 05:00 PM
Dang! Guess I'll have to find the pancakes a little closer to home!
17 | Jenn | January 8, 2006 06:15 PM
DEB.
why did you take that "i stuck my tounge in it" entry out of your favorites. come ON. one of the best entries EVER.
18 | avivia | January 9, 2006 07:39 AM
Purely accidental. When I put another one up (it's a category filter), it disappeared b/c it was the oldest. I've been frankly too lazy to put it back.
19 | deb | January 9, 2006 08:38 AM
I always enjoy your food/cooking posts and think you'd be an amazing food writer. What food blogs do you recommend?
20 | jinius | January 9, 2006 09:15 AM
I think you're MORE of a chef if you don't get paid to do it. I just do.
21 | R | January 9, 2006 09:29 AM
hey, why don't you jump on the blogger bandwagon and try to get a book published based on this blog, interspersed with favorite recipes of your creation? then you'll be writing *and* cooking, what a joy!
22 | sarah k | January 9, 2006 09:32 AM
Someone may have already said this, but here's my two cents: Better to keep your passion apart from your must-do-to-earn-a-living work. That way, you'll always love it, without any risk of burnout or resentment.
23 | Eileen | January 9, 2006 11:14 AM
Um, Deb? Not that you need ideas for posts, at all, but I wondered if you could possibly do some of your unmarried readers a favor. Maybe you could make a post about how you knew Alex was the one for you, and how your relationship differs from previous relationships...or distinguishing between the fights/arguements/discussions in a healthy relationship and the ones in an unhealhty one. This is a bit odd I know, and I'm by no means deeming you an expert, it's just that... you have a lot more relationship experience than some of us, and you seem so happy now, and well I'm somewhat engaged but just not sure I'm as happy as I should be... argh. I'm rambling. If you'd ever like to grace us with an entry like that or point us to a previous one, it would be appreciated. As always, your blog rocks.
24 | Anonymous Reader | January 9, 2006 01:02 PM
If youre not sure youre as happy as you should or could be, that should tell you right there.
I made that mistake, took me 15 years to figure it out tho.
25 | Cupcakes | January 9, 2006 01:39 PM
Oh YUM, I love that popcorn. I'll take any secrets you're spilling.
26 | Liz | January 9, 2006 05:11 PM
cupcakes-touche. care to elaborate? i think i just need encouragement to do what i feel i must, if that makes sense. i dont want to leave the love of my life but i dont want to miss out on something better/healthier
27 | Anonymous Reader | January 9, 2006 10:00 PM
I enjoyed the post and the comments. I have to agree -- I often read your post to see what you are cooking, photographing and eating. The photos of what you are preparing are pretty great.
But I have to say, I do a job that I consider "my calling" and I'd don't feel one drop of guilt that I get paid for it. Nor have I lost my zest for my work. I still love it.
On the other hand, I think one of the best parts of cooking for others is getting to sit down and eat it, really enjoy the food, with them. As a chef, you wouldn't get this luxury.
My two cents. Take them or leave them.
28 | Kelli | January 10, 2006 02:37 PM
Deb: There is the right way to make Indian meals and the wrong way. If your readers hhave the same problem as you. You should be interested in a new Indian cook book written by an Indian woman friend of mine. She created it for her daughter who was too busy to learn because of educational needs. You don't have to seduce the line chef to make Indian meals simple, easy and practical. If your readers are interested conmntact me at hcherb@comcast.net. Thank you Howard
29 | Howard Herb | May 24, 2006 11:04 AM