Remembering Chef Charlie Lara
It was not my day, and it was only my second day.
Chef Charlie Lara was standing in front of me wiping his hands with his famous kitchen rag, securely tucked in his back pocket, and he was smiling. He leaned in and put his hand under my chin, lifting my head up. It will get better, I promise he offered with a big smile.
And he was right, by end of my first month as a waitress at Bourdeauxs Cajun Restaurant, I felt like I had the swing of things.
It makes me smile to think back on those times. We were all so young.