Sunday, March 16, 2008
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Fervet olla, vivit amicitia - While the pot boils, friendship endures. Confessions of a DC Chef...
At the age of 12, James Chase heard the call of the culinary arts in the simple form of bacon and eggs. Whether it was for his parents or his friends and their parents, who were happy to have him stay over in order to sample his art, this dish launched him from a curious teenager to a quizzical student, and now, to a chef of the highest quality.
Another night's wahoo -- ah, that daily delivery -- was also served just as requested, one minute on the light side. Topped with a roasted tomato sauce (with a surprise kick of chili) and sided with a slightly sweet gingery polenta, it was one of the nicest and least showy seafood entrees in several months.
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James, congratulations on your achievements. Keep on logging hours towards bigger and greater things. i am sure you will open your own restaurant one day and with your work ethics its going to be an undoubtful success!
It was fun to work with you at Zola's... Good old days.. :) I remember it so well: Psycho Trey screaming running around, focused and super important Ralph giving a stare, best busboy team in town, big fat but kind dishwasher Joe, chef Morales flirting with sexy servers, sous chef Mark running out of breath with red cheeks, James Chase trying to create "chef's taste" 2 minutes before the dinner starts and all VIPs of DC were having a pleasure of being served by all of us.. I almost miss it! :)
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