Annihilating the Wine Cork…. Again.

Posted on July 26, 2013 by The Roaming Bean in Thoughts from the Bean factory... // 2 Comments

Aside from traveling like a madman and blogging my journeys, I’m quite a disastrous mess of thoughts and what-nots. And I sort of, kind of feel like I’m depriving the world of my speculations and internal struggles, because they’re just so damn good. After all, people need to know who the chick behind this blog really is. Soooo…. I think the best way to deal with these issues is to do what any other sensible human being would do: discuss them with my readers.

First issue: 32 years on this planet, $50,000 spent on a culinary degree, owning a restaurant and constantly cooking with alcohol and I absolutely cannot, for the life of me, open a wine bottle without brutally annihilating the cork.

Yep.

Laugh it up.

It’s good stuff, eh’?

Now excuse me while I savagely fish pieces of cork out of my wine glass plastic cup….

wine opening

Look at this jerk!

About The Roaming Bean (109 Articles)
You're probably wondering what the heck is a "Roaming Bean"... Given that I am clearly not a Bean, and my name is Jen, what gives with this Bean thing, right? A friend of mine called me JenBean as a child, and it kinda stuck. Actually, it really stuck... even my license plate says Jenbean. And seeing as I have this grand lust to wander the world, The Roaming Bean seemed suitable. I've changed my career path more times than I have my underwear (minus all the times I've gone commando).... from animating, to forensic pathology, to international business, to fashion marketing and even to my wonderful and favorite of the bunch, degree in culinary arts, nothing kept my attention. Nothing was fun enough to do every day for the rest of my life. I mean, even though I cooked for celebrities in the heart of Hollywood, CA, why the hell would I want to sweat my ass off in a ridiculously HOT kitchen for most of the day and go home smelling like beef and onions? And the chef hat?? Do you know what that did to my hair?? Enter traveling.... The rainy day I descended down the tower of Notre Dame in Paris, gripping on to the railing for dear life so not to slip and tumble to an early death from the torrential down pour that was causing a small flood in the stairwell, my life changed. When I safely made it to the ground, legs shaky from an apparent lack of fitness it requires to walk up and down 387 steep stairs, I realized my hands were stained a delightful copper color from the rusted hand rail I had so dearly clung to. Desperate to get the icky stuff off my supple hands, and no running water in sight, I did what any other hopeless idiot would have done: I washed my hands in the nearest Parisian gutter. It was that moment that changed my life... I threw away my hair dryer, my rolling luggage and my dignity. I let my hair go natural, I bought a back pack and I CAMPED through Europe for a month and a half. Yes my friends, I crossed over into a savage traveling beast. Ok, a lot of people travel that way. But I didn't. And I'm so incredibly thankful for that rainy day in Paris that made me realize the world is a pretty sweet place. That realization led me on a quest; a quest to get out there, see things, soak up some local culture and eat my way around the world (with minimal food-related illnesses, such as but not limited to raging diarrhea).

2 Comments on Annihilating the Wine Cork…. Again.

  1. joanfrankham // July 26, 2013 at 7:07 am // Reply

    neither can I, so you are not alone!

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