Fernand

A Chefs’ Wife (A Chefs’ Lie-fe)

The moment they become a chef, you become the ex. Obsolete in the face of the worlds' admiration for them. Their love and talent can no longer be shared with you, it now belongs to the people and the fans that surround them. First, they single him out of the herd, then dominate his time then back you away and then lastly cut you out, the last painful nudge. All you can do is stand there and watch the person you love excel to greatness as your grip on their hand is slowly pulled away. How can ONE person grip tightly enough to someone’s hand, while on the other side, there is an entire restaurant full of people pulling from the other end…. Try to stay busy to distract oneself from the fact that I was losing him day by day, second by second, phone call by endless phone call and specialty menu by specialty menu.