The archived ramblings of my time as a world traveler up to my current life in Washington, D.C.School supplies
A few weeks ago I helped my cousin move into her dorm as she started her culinary study at Johnson and Wales in Providence, RI.
During the afternoon, I wandered into their university bookstore. The usual wares were on display: books, writing implements, electronic necessities for the college student. But a large proportion of display space was given over to something I never saw at my school's bookstore: cooking supplies. Pots, pans, utensils, items I didn't know how to use.
I also didn't have to wear a chef's uniform to all my classes. I think it worked better for me that way.
During the afternoon, I wandered into their university bookstore. The usual wares were on display: books, writing implements, electronic necessities for the college student. But a large proportion of display space was given over to something I never saw at my school's bookstore: cooking supplies. Pots, pans, utensils, items I didn't know how to use.
I also didn't have to wear a chef's uniform to all my classes. I think it worked better for me that way.
1 comment:
You wore dresses to your finals, I don't see how a cooking uniform is worse.
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