movin' on up(stairs)

Starting Monday, I will be officially single-handedly manning the petit four station upstairs... This includes plating and preparing all 6 different kinds of petit fours for the 220+ people who come in every day, piping and baking off madeleines fresh for each guest, baking off the coulant (molten cake), and plating the jivara coffee dessert. All at the freaking same time. Call that multi-tasking!

One of my coworkers told me that she lost 15 pounds over a period of 3 months working that station because of stress and because she never wanted to sacrifice 5 minutes of prep-time to eat dinner... My sous-chef told me that our chocolate room would be a good place to cry, and when I laughed at his comment, he only replied back with "it's true...". If something that I prepare doesn't look perfect, it'll be my fault, and I'll probably get yelled at by 3 different chefs. If I can't plate things quick enough, I'll slow down the whole team and it'll just be disaster..

Even though I'm supperrrr nervous about starting this 2pm-2am shift, especially in the height of busy season and new desserts, I'm also strangely excited for this challenge. I will probably cry at least once, might end up dropping some f-bombs (though I'm going to try my absolute hardest not to swear at all!!!), and may even lose a bit of weight... but I know that I'll only be a stronger, quicker, and more efficient worker by the end of this. ALSO, I get to take home whatever leftovers we have at the end of the night!!! :D

But yeah. T-minus 3 days till all craziness ensues. Please pray for me... I'll need every bit of God's grace to get through each day!