Weeks later, our next tests were Knife skills and sauces.
OH MY GOD! The three sauces: Veloute, Bechamel and Beurre Blanc, were so good! I wanted to drink them like Erma Bombeck, who said, “In their family Gravy was a beverage!” They were not too difficult. However you had to pay attention. The class had to pull tabs on what sauce to make.
Marcus, Tim and I were shocked and delighted that all three of us got the same sauce, VELOUTE. We met inside the walk-in. Which is a cooler commercial refrigeration unit about 3,000 square feet. We went inside to make our plan on how to ace this test.
Marcus went first. And as soon as the sauce was made. Chef Laura would taste and grade it. Marcus came running back to us and said he forgot the Tarragon. Don’t forget it! Tim was next. He returned and said he felt he had left out the lemon but was so nervous he couldn’t remember.
And now I was next. I had not praticed. The attorney had decided to quit me nor non payment. I was headed to March Trial with no attorney and no money to get another. I couldn’t breathed. I would leave school and start crying so hard and was glad that the school was only a mile away from my house.
I would be so exhausted. I would open the front door and find myself awake 3 hours later on the living room floor. One time I actually fell asleep in the car after I parked.
I was exhausted. It was now 8 months since Nick left. The busness line had stopped calling. I had had 3 months of financial aid and my mortage was only 600 a month, but October property taxes had not been paid. I called and pleaded and was told there was nothing they could do.
I had to wipe all these probems out of my mind when I would arrive at school. Today, we had our Knive skils. Since I had been cooking for the last 37 years and did not study I thought I might have a chance to be OK.
There were 200 posible points and I scored 146.