Hey, AB.
It’s me, Beth. We
never met, but I am pretty sure we should have.
Pretty sure we would have shared some amazing meals together, not to
mention loads of laughter, not to mention drinks! You got me through the grueling experience of
culinary school, as I went through a
divorce and watched my mother slowly die.
Working in the kitchen sucks, but I somehow find the chutzpah to suffer
through it. Also, I have been to 47
states, 5 Canadian provinces/territories (I've smuggled in pot and alcohol), Japan (solo trip! I smuggled drugs in there, too!), 9 European
countries (also some solo adventures there), not to mention Mexico (I've bribed security guards at the airport!), various Central
American countries and the Caribbean. I
love people and I love food. The hours I
spent in front of the TV watching No Reservations are countless. We are kindred spirits. You turned me from a cook into a chef; from a
tourist into a traveler. Even in my home
town of San Diego, I talk to everyone and love every soul I come in contact
with. That was the gift you gave me. You
may be gone, but I’m not. You left a
mark on me ; you affected me. All I can
say is thank you. We all have our
struggles – me too. But thank you. Your influence in my life was and is a
gift.
