From Chef to Celebrity Chef
Years ago I was working a nondescript job for one of those big American corporations where individuality and creativity are frowned upon. It was a demoralizing job for anyone but I especially hated it. You see I am a creative person, always have been. I earned college scholarships in both music and drama. Most of my professional life had been spent in music and music’s better paying cousin “restaurant work.”
In my life I have also worked as a rhythm guitar player, jazz trombonist, pet store clerk, paintball referee, campus cop, web designer and rental car agent. But I had always done well in food service having held every position from dish washer to general manager. Everything, that is but a chef.
So for some reason seven years ago my subconscious mind sent me a message via the dream world, “Be a chef. And not just a chef either, one of those chefs on TV.” In the dream I had started a web site called Wannabe TV Chef where I posted my writings about food, shared my cooking videos and shamelessly pursued celebrity chef status. The next day I registered the domain name.
Since then I have made pretty good progress. I have published two cookbooks, written hundreds of articles for newspapers, magazines and online media, worked as a sous chef at a high-end steak house and at a catering company, I have been the executive chef of a neighborhood restaurant, failed to win multiple cooking contests and I have even made a handful of TV appearances.
Some of those food articles have been interviews with the likes of Bobby Flay, Ted Allen and Michael Symon – all Food Network stars. Among my cell phone contacts you can find the numbers for producers with Oprah, Tyra Banks, ABC News and a couple of people with the Food Network. I’m on a first name basis with Average Betty – I call her Av she call’s me Wanna.
I’m not bragging, mind you. I’m just pointing out that I’m about as famous as a person can be and still not have anyone know who he is. That is bound to change and when it does you can honestly tell people, “I remember when he was just a food blogger; he sucked then, too.”
But before you can brag that you “knew me when . . .” you have to help me get famous first. That’s why I have entered the Foodbuzz “Next Food Blog Star” Contest. A premium gig like that is just what the doctor ordered.