Lasts

Exactly seven weeks ago, I wrote an entry entitled "Firsts." I had no idea what to expect from this internship, Connecticut, or my summer.

Exactly six weeks ago, I was in Northwest's kitchen. I wore a green chef coat and made french toast on the griddle, but had yet to recognize how much work chefs have to go through.

Exactly five weeks ago, I was planning and inputting a menu into FoodPro. It looked promising, but I had no idea our luncheon would turn out to be such a success.

Exactly four weeks ago, I was sitting in an office and had my first taste of management. I learned the importance of forecasting, discipline, and communicating with employees.

Exactly three weeks ago, I was clearing plates post-catering event. Though similar to jobs I have had before, I was still amazed at how creative their department gets to be.

Exactly two weeks ago, I was walking around South dining hall. There for a health inspection, I learned how critical temperatures, times, and sanitation are to a foodservice operation.

Exactly one week ago, I was observing kitchen assistant interviews. I realized just how critical a role HR plays in the grand scheme of things, and what to look for in an employee.

 

Today, I find myself looking back. The lessons learned, the relationships formed, and the memories made have all woven together to represent my time here - and the thought of leaving strikes an oh-so-bittersweet blow to my heart.

This summer has certainly been the most informative of my life. 

It may even, perhaps, be the best.

Either way, I'll never forget it.