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The kitchen is also this ... a hectic journey without time to stop and write something more reasoned about the experiences you go through.
I am a Tuscan man who loves the scent of the earth and who, thanks
to the excuse of cooking, has the opportunity to get to know and speak with
many people. I take the cue to bring back a "private letter" between a
chef and one hotel director that after many years to recite the poetry of the
Maremma now lives among the seas of the south to do what he did here with less
stress definitely and more desire to experiment.
This made me ask who is doing the right thing ...
or at least .. I would like to be in this story?
What I choose
out of Italy was to live a life with greater quality and greater hope. As you
may have guessed, I'm not a simple person. Although I have a great love like
you for the Maremma, I must admit that at the same time it is a quagmire that
comes out of it if you do not have a large shell. My luck or misfortune perhaps
is that of having lived many years out of here, then as an emigrant or I'm
trained to adapt to different environments and mental exercise that there is
always "the solution" when the obstacles you advance, you simply have
to generate it, without looking for excuses.We say that it is not enough to
chase your passions you have to do something more, and then not to die inside
you have to put everything into question and dig where you have not dug late,
about putting everything into question, especially when you've been doing
something for everyone thinking of everyone's happiness, enjoy this without
asking for anything in return, because just the act of supporting people has
represented my currency, a more 'probable career in prestigious marketing
companies set aside when I chose to live here and not in some city' to mimic a
cool life.
Ironic
part: in the Maremma the word Marketing was used to indicate a good person to
sell in advanced shops ...... Public Relations made them in the disco, and the
Events were Weddings ... too funny!
I told
myself ok, let's try to survive with the Press Offices; unhealthy idea when you
made yourself aware that they were asking you where you had the typography. In
short, this is the probable professional situation that loomed me, friends as
always when you need a word and a council are dissolved facilitating the
natural selection, so what to do to stay in Maremma or leave? I look at my
parents here on the sea before the war and do not give up. Like all people born
and experienced at the sea have that dreamy look always ready to wait for a sea
breeze that blows on your face and to narrow your eyes widening a smile. Ok I
stay. While I dig a fellow restaurateur light years away from my living environment
invites me to get a coffee 'to have a chat. He knew me and studied me for some
time, he had taken accurate information, he was interested in two things about
me: honesty and the ability to manage people. In short, he tells me he wants to
start a restaurant by the sea, but having another restaurant that commits him
in the evening, he needs a person who can help him organize it. I think ... I
accept immediately! He had been pragmatic, sincere, and had come to the bone of
things in a moment. One thing that never worried me was working. I never get
tired, my heart brachicardico allows me not to experience fatigue and when
others start to gasp I too pretend to be tired or to share the effort with the
staff.
A
beautiful experience that lasted years where functions, relationships, sudden
substitutions, births and deaths and reborns and remnants have intertwined. No
time for you and for those passions that are not work ............... I finally
managed to get out of the idea of living and dying in a restaurant or hotel
to be a manager. Even the industry has put his own to get me away from this
unbalanced role on the ephemeral and just on the obsession to be mentioned / a,
remembered / at all costs, to pack only to feel less alone and emerge in very
sad conventions where everyone has an unforgettable yellow smile. Purpose is to
surprise, to have the coolest idea regardless if it is stolen from someone, to
show efficiency, organization and quality, where in human society human dramas
are often consumed, among pressing mobbing, whose only outcome is to show young
people an environment that should spur joy and adrenaline as the maximum place
of suffering. A place to create enthusiasm and share knowledge, to get excited
about the area where you work and its stories is now a utopia, is part of the
fantabosco of a few. ......... ........ In the end it happened and at the first
opportunity 'I risked and I've been here for some time now and it does not seem
true to me, I was destroying myself and a bit sick for what we do not know. But
how are you? I see you work and you do many beautiful things. I would like to
involve you, here where I am everything is very basic, but true. Let's hear
each other over the phone, here you are born. A hug. G. "
After reading this letter of G. I read the answer
of S., full of yes, but perhaps 'I would .... it is not' automatic that a
person chooses to leave the Maremma, but believe me that G. hit me in the heart
.
How long is it that I do not think about myself?
Why do I spend more time chasing after useless things and that the creation and
or enjoyment time is 0,1 % ?
What I am and what I know of taste and of my
sensory memories and of gastronomic technique is all within me, does not occupy
physical space, and my intangible heritage that I can not quote on the stock
exchange or sell to the kilo ..... ... but I can carry it inside my heart where
I want.
There are too many things I do not like at this
moment in the kitchen; the emphasis at all costs of the crystallized moments of
the act of producing an imaginary taste is boring me. Let's interrupt this
routine as soon as possible, otherwise what will remain of gastronomy and the
relationship between food and community will be equal to nothing.
Unfortunately, the boy from the seventies wins in
me, winning Hemingway, Keruac, London, etc .... I am aware that we are living a
completely different era, but I can not shake off the taste of the earth and
the challenge.
I have not yet decided whether I will be a good
fight.
See you soon!
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