i was making mini-meatballs for the kids and staff today and one of my favorite things about kitchen work can be when you get those repetitive assignements, that keep you occupied for 30 minutes or more. the kitchen is quiet, you are quiet, and you have sunk into a mindless task that allows you to let your thoughts drift or let your mind sit still. your brain, my brain, for once, is quiet. and you don't notice this until you are interrupted by the phone, a voice, or an empty bowl to the right where the meat used to be and a full pan of mini-meatballs to your left.
i used to really enjoy making the pasta when i was at heirloom. they didn't have me doing it very often, but there was something about being in the quiet basement while everyone else was hustling upstairs, that i really enjoyed. part of why i like cooking is that adrenaline rush of busy busy busy, but for those other times, where you need a break, there is always zen meatballing.
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