It’s been over a week on my newest culinary audition. The discipline in these Japanese kitchens I have been working in as of late is unseen outside Nippon. Caution, unease and suspicion. Always expecting but never accepting as my pinkish fleshy sausages manipulates their creations. One flinch, a slip of the digits or a loss of concentration delivers what they knew all along:
“He can not do what we do”
Bring it on replies this Chef.