Someone took me seriously. A couple of someone's, actually, and they met with me today to offer me the position. And now I am no longer a Preservationist. I have one more day to pickle beets with strawberries (184 jars short of the last order!), and pickle some collard greens for an event in South Beach next week. I have the weekend off, the last weekend I'll have in a long, long time, and then, it's on to my next chapter.
I spent a few hours this afternoon writing menus, and to say I'm rusty at it is an understatement of great magnitude. I want a new direction, a new inspiration and a new signature style. I know I want classic techniques that showcase southern, seasonal elements. I'll keep you posted.