by Oliver Benet A cook getting cut or burned doesn’t make the news. In our line of work, it’s an occupational hazard. Just as every…
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by Oliver Benet I spent a lot of my school life staying at school for lunch. The food was nice most of the time, but…
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by Oliver Benet When you’re young and growing up, you’re half mad, frightened of nothing, often in a bad mood, and you go from one…
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by Oliver Benet Unwilling to deceive anyone, I must say the town made no sense, scattered apartment blocks, dirt everywhere and natives looking at us…
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by Oliver Benet Something that has not changed during the years, is the sense of nervousness I feel the day before going to watch my…
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by Oliver Benet The beginning of the century was not a time I am very proud of. Just like the Mayas who knew they were…
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by Oliver Benet … Starting the first week as the school chef was frankly harsh. The kitchen, as I said in previous chapters, was a…
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by Oliver Benet Despite going from cooking for 60 people at the restaurant where I worked, to a staggering 600 meals at the school, I…
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by Oliver Benet That Friday, March 13th 2020, was when my alarm went off. I could sense a strange feeling in the air as if…
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by Oliver Benet In the south of Catalonia, near the historic city of Tarragona, we find the small city of Valls, a city that when…
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