I'm at a bit of a crossroads. I've worked for over eight years at my current job, an excellent pizzeria in San Francisco, starting out new in the city as a dishwasher. I'd already cut my teeth in Kansas City, but I knew that my credentials were not going to impress in San Francisco, so I took a low totem pole position in a restaurant I respected with the expectation that I would use it as a reference for future opportunities. But I fell in love with the place as I learned the ins and outs, and quickly rose to the rank of manager, which is a position less than ten people have held in the restaurant's thirty five year history. I've turned a lot of young kids into good cooks who will be able to get their foot in the door at a more respected restaurant, and I've personally taken my creative abilities to the limit of what I can do with the tools I have. The owner respects me, trusts me, and pays me very well. But I'm bored.
I tortured myself for the last year feeling that to leave the restaurant was to leave the closest thing I've had to a family since relocating, but I've accepted it. It's time to move on. And as a man in his early thirties, I find myself unfamiliar with the process of finding a job. Well, not just a job, but a place that can promise future opportunities, give me the experience I need to be able to truly make a chef of myself, and run a kitchen with control of the menu. I'm hoping that being a part of this community might benefit me, and that I might be able to somehow return the favor.