Although traditionally San Marzano tomatoes are used, you can substitute fresh plum tomatoes that have been blanched and peeled. The ideal tomato will have bright acidity and high mineral content for a more complex flavor. A simple, bechamel based "white garlic pizza sauce" that is delicious on top of any type of pizza, but especially good when paired with a Sicilian crust topped with bacon, chicken, tomato and spinach. Skip to main content. Search form. Videos Podcasts Recipes.
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All rights Reserved. The people I met there and the experiences I had, both in and out of the kitchen, only solidified my passion for cooking and eating! I fell in love with my tour guide and brought everyone in my family back for subsequent tours of the school.
The energy was contagious, and I could picture myself there very easily. I picked the classic culinary arts program because it offered the broadest and fullest range of culinary knowledge and skills. I wanted a well-rounded education that would serve me well wherever I ended up.
I interviewed with the admissions department, filled out my application, and crossed my fingers. I worried I made a mistake doing something so different from all of my college friends, most of whom took their first jobs, moved to new cities, and started their post-grad lives. From a purely shallow perspective, culinary school took some serious adjustment.
Long hair got tied and tucked up into a supremely unflattering beanie and makeup became an entirely futile effort; no match for the sweat brought on by our frenetic pace and 18 industrial stoves in high gear.
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My nail polish and jewelry gathered dust at home—not part of the culinary school uniform. Combine all this with seven-hour days spent entirely on your feet and the usual challenges of a new experience, and I was ready to throw in the towel after my first week. Slowly and steadily, I fell in love with everything about culinary school and the challenges gradually dissipated.
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The friends I made helped the transition tremendously. Culinary school puts friendships on the fast track; acquaintances become old friends at lightning speed. The discipline and traditions were palpable in the kitchen. Not accustomed to blatant criticism, I quickly learned to buck up and hold it together. Tears do not belong in the kitchen, even when your chef informs you matter-of-factly that your lovingly prepared lobster sauce tastes like the runoff from a gutter after it rains true story! I emerged from culinary school a whole lot tougher, with a thicker skin and the ability to take criticism in stride.
The sheer abundance of delicious, rich food was overwhelming. Most of us lost the urge to sample and taste everything by the third month or so; you just hit a wall.
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Despite countless hours of cooking, I still went home wanting to cook more. The six-month program structured itself around six distinct levels, each with a different focus and a new set of chef instructors. In levels one and two, the chefs babied us and coaxed us out of our shells into a more confident, competent place. Then level three hit us like a brick wall. The chefs sought to break us, shape us, and wear us down with seemingly impossible culinary challenges. Upon presentation of my dishes, the sauce split, melted all over the plate, and looked generally disgusting.
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The chefs bluntly informed me of my obvious faults, and I struggled to keep the tears in. Thankfully I had found an incredible group of friends by this point, and we all talked each other off the ledge when the days got really tough. The last two levels, we found ourselves in the school restaurant serving real paying customers.
When the time came for final exams, we all crammed twenty recipes into our heads, pulled three randomly out of a hat, and hit the kitchen floor running.