Expectations of hard work and hard labour.Wariness about the other members of the staff and
their knowledge of the demanded work & living conditions.The expectation of going back to school.
The expectation of going back at my Grand Parents birth era, to have a feel at their hardships.
The expectation of finding about my own limits and capabilities.
I have relearned old techniques of cooking, how to work with the environment that was from that era.
Reiterating movements in certain section of my profession that became very rare to perform in
the 21st century. I have learnt the importance in discipline & a better understanding in food
I have hated to be separated from my boots for few weeks, as they had to be sent for repair 3
bloody times. Glue and plastic soles are may be not a good combination for those Edwardian Boots,
I did though about standard of craftsman-ship are deteriorating.
To satisfy people!
Yes, I gave in to temptation, a Scottish soul stopped and look at me, he took pity on me, he
opened the passenger door and ask me to jump in, I told him “I can't!” my body gave up,
I jumped in. I did rebuke so many offers from some of the locals, I even went on my knees
to one of them, a cook for the production who stopped half ways through to Manderston,
I asked her to leave me alone and to leave me finish the last stretch, I had to go on my
knees to make her understand, that she was kind but I did not want to jump in. I hope she
did not take offence at my decision.
(The cutthroat razor) I needed more practice really!
Denis is now head chef at a bistro in Redstone. He misses the house and has found it hard since leaving it. He would return tomorrow given the chance, with or without the cameras.