The Mad Chef of M Street: No Damn Title!

Tuesday, August 5, 2008

No Damn Title!

Well, well, well, my chef has just left the building for the next 2 days and its looking like I will actually get my Friday evening off. YIPPY!

Anyways, those are thoughts for tomorrow. Tonite was an extremely slow night, save for a banquet of 40 people. That was about the highlight of my evening with no glitches to speak of. Nice to have one of those every once in a while.

My chef left for the evening and was so into taking the next 2 days off, he forgot to change the soup for the evening. I would call him out for it when he gets back, but just writing about it here gives me all I need. The words "focus" and "finish strong" come to mind, which everyone that has ever worked with me in a kitchen has heard before. It's self explanatory though, focus being concentrate on the task at hand and finish strong meaning don't half ass your final hour, dammit.

So back to Sunday night after the Flobots show, did I mention The Brain cant stand 'em? Or the fact that I think they were awesome? As I am leaving the show I met this guy outside handing out CDs. First thing I'm thinking is that I will lose this CD before I get home. He speaks to me for a minute, kinda holding back what it was about but admitting it was the first 5 songs he had ever done. So I figured it would suck ass.

Being that I am all about music, I listened to the CD on my way to work yesterday. Yesterday's Truth is the name of the group. I can guarantee that no one has ever heard of this kid. He is one of a million others trying to stake their claim to the music world, and it was his first 5 songs ever.

My critique? I am still listening to the CD and it's in my computer as I type this. Time to introduce him to my friends in Staten Island, The Higher Concept, to put him on a mixtape with them. It's good shit.

Which brings me to my final thought of the day. I can't think of a name for the TV show. The Brain is all pissy about it cause he can't either. It's basically chef + music = awesomeness for 28:30 minutes, but I can't give more than that away.

Everything is about ready to roll...just needs a damn title!

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Chef James Chase

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.

Born and raised in suburban Hyattsville, MD, a stones throw from Washington, DC, James attended high school at the prestigious DeMatha Catholic High School, and found himself in small, local Italian restaurant washing dishes. From the bottom he began his journey to the top. He was accepted into Johnson and Wales University for the culinary arts and began his studies.

Knowing that study without practice was under serving, James sought out employment under Chef Eric Pickens of Classic Catering, and delved deeply into the art and efficiency of catering to large crowds with food of the finest quality. Chef Pickens was impressed with James’ work and dedication and referred James to his friend, 1995 Restaurant Association of Metropolitan Washington’s Chef of the Year Bill Jackson of the Carlysle Grand Café in Arlington, VA.

While still in school, Chef Jackson took James under his wing, and was able to show him the enormous responsibilities of being a modern chef, from managing the multimillion dollar business to perfecting the smallest garnish. Under the tutelage of Chef Jackson, he was able to experience that which he was being taught in culinary school, preparing him for life as a culinary artist.

Soon James moved across the border into Northwest DC to work for former kitchen supervisor at the White House Chef Ron Reda, a favorite of famed Washington Post food critic Tom Sietsema, at Shelley’s West End. As sous chef, James got the opportunity to help develop the menu and manage the kitchen for the first time, learning not only the technical duties of the position, but the ethics that drive him to this day: keeping a clean kitchen, using only the freshest ingredients and leading by example.

James moved on to expand his culinary knowledge by spending time at Zola, the fashionable café beneath Washington’s chic National Spy Museum. Under French-trained Chef Philip Carroll, former executive chef at the famed Cerise at Le Meridian Hotel in Chicago, James got to learn and experience the attention to detail and delicate nature of French cuisine.

Later, James worked at Chef Todd English’s Olives in midtown DC, under one of his most trusted assistants, Steve Maneno. Exploring the roots of Mediterranean cuisine and expanding upon his prior knowledge, James was able to add a new geographical twist to his repertoire while earning the respect and admiration of two of the city’s finest chefs.

That respect came calling when he was asked to join the staff at another of DC’s more prestigious haunts, DC Coast. Known for having the best seafood in town, James was able to learn from the highly rated Chef Jeff Tunks and Chef de Cuisine Andy Brooks. Chef Brooks took James’ cooking to another level, infusing the knowledge and usage of local and simple ingredients to create fresh masterpieces with seasonal variety. James was so well regarded at DC Coast, he was asked to help start Chef Tunks’ fourth DC restaurant, Acadiana.

The Washington Post in April 2007 raved about James’ Wahoo special:

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.

James sees food as a personal interaction from chef to diner, and continues to implement his mantra of fresh ingredients presented in an exquisite fashion, simple as his bacon and eggs all those years ago.

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Tuesday, August 5, 2008

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