4 weeks ago, I gave my notice at Esca Restaurant for multiple reasons. They needed me far more as a waiter more than a sommelier, as I tended to deal well with their lunch regulars and VIP's. Plus, the company's recent restructuring of sommelier pay would put me behind my last such position, and they say you shouldn't move backwards.
Add to those, a recurrent seasonal Vitamin D deficiency, and Florida looks better and better. And then SLAP! Who knew Vitamin D deficiencies cause gallstones?!? Last Thursday at about 1 AM, I had my gall bladder removed rather abruptly. Awww...no more Fritto Misto's! My olive oil use is still OK, but butter is going to be greatly curtailed. I've never eaten a lot of red meat or anything.
As it turns out, Vitamin D is a fat soluble vitamin, and to stay in New York, I'm going to have to take prescription strength doses. I love NYC, but I don't think I love it enough to have to take pills to live here.
Between 3030 Ocean, Michael's Genuine (and associated restaurants, who I ALMOST worked for in 2001), Michy's, MC Kitchen, and a handful of other places, I think they're about ready for me. And I could use the sunshine.
