recipe of an apple crumble
Like any recipe, it takes effort to make a good crumble.
A good recipe is only valued if it is reciprocal; the chef who puts in his heart and soul, and the customer who appreciates and keeps coming back as a way of supporting the maker.
The job of the chef is tough, as like reality, but he continues to cook b'cos of his passion to serve and to delight others.
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There are no echoes in the mountains but ripples slowly disappearing into the waters.
The chef's initial intention is to make the one eating it enjoy the whole dining experience.
A good chef notices when his diner looks unhappy and so, he intends to surprise creatively and drops a cheer-up note into the crumble.
Despite the chef's putting in heart and soul in making the dish to make him/her happy, the one eating it either says or does nothing which is très commun... or even at a point, questions the chef's intentions; accuses the chef of a food hazard or queries the chef why he would even poke his nose into his/her business.
The chef, of course, felt unappreciated.
One by one, they came, tasted and went away without a word.
The chef thought about himself and evaluated his own self-worth. Maybe, he wasn't cut to be a chef or a good chef. He saw no point in sharing his pleasure for cooking when there was no real audience.
So this is it, a world of unappreciative customers who have never paused to think or stop to wonder the effort put in and the intentions the maker himself has. And as a customer, did we take a moment to relish every single taste? Or did we give a pat on his shoulder when the chef has done well?
A good recipe is only valued if it is reciprocal; the chef who puts in his heart and soul, and the customer who appreciates and keeps coming back as a way of supporting the maker.
The job of the chef is tough, as like reality, but he continues to cook b'cos of his passion to serve and to delight others.
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There are no echoes in the mountains but ripples slowly disappearing into the waters.
posted by Jerylene at 10:25
2 Comments:
Unappreciated.
Your blog entries are always so thought-provocative. You must have a natural flare in writing.
Many things in our lives often go unnoticed, unappreciated.
I believe this is mostly due to our selfish natures.
We don't always share kind, encouraging and words of appreciation as much as I believe we should.
Like a simple act of holding the elevator's door open or someone going out of one's way to help you.
These simple acts really deserve compliments.
Just like a chef would performed better when his diners are delighted with what they are having, & making their appreciation known before leaving the restaurant.
Simple words that make someone's day, great.
It's amazing how it is that we are both referring to a chef. I was using chef as an analogy just yesterday! *smiles*
"There are no echoes in the mountains but ripples slowly disappearing into the waters."
I simply adore anything lyrical that resembles poetry.
What does that mean? Does it mean something subtle & not loud?
After pondering,
does it mean something's not reciprocal?
the harsh reality of life.
Is it always a one way traffic?
"runaway train, never going back
wrong way on a one way track
seems like i should be getting somewhere,
somehow neither here nor there."
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