I've got a CHAI global consultant (i.e. Columbia grad student who is working for CHAI for just the summer), Colman, who's in town for 6 days to write the CHAI global HRH strategy. Whatever that means. The real key detail: he used to be a head chef at a restaurant in Cape Cod (called Twigs). Yesssssss.
Also happens to be the best house guest of all time. Called him on Wednesday to tell him he could eat whatever was at the house (he arrived in the afternoon; I'd never met him before) and give him the internet password, and had the following exchange:
blah blah internet password and eat the food...
C: So what time are you getting home?
J: Probably around 8 - I have French class after work. But definitely feel free to eat whatever you can find. And don't drink the tap water.
C: Oh ok, thanks! So I'll make us both dinner!
J: Um, you really don't have to do that. (I've never even met you before, cheery.)
C: No, it's no problem! I love to cook, and we both have to eat! Do you not eat anything?
J: Uh, nope - eat everything (I sound like a pig.)
So I get home - smells AMAZING - and Colman in the meantime has gone grocery shopping, roasted an entire chicken in a garlic-brandy-beer flavoring and made fresh pesto pasta. He even, former peace corps volunteer that he is, used the string from a teabag to tie the legs of the roast chicken together. And then carves and serves the chicken. And saves the wishbone (adorable). And then chops a pineapple and serves it as dessert in a flower configuration around the spiky pineapple top. Ridic.
Best flatmate ever.
Friday, August 22, 2008
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how could he cook so well? he is such a resourceful person.
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