Toward the end of the final exams, I was very much looking forward to not being in class any more. There were frustrating times in each section of the course (for example chocolate tempering; sugar burns; not being able to make a decent looking pear out of marzipan...) but the stress of the various tests (which collectively added up to a couple of weeks) is what really got to me. But then as graduation loomed large, and people started talking about their plans, that sadness that sets in when you realize you've formed friendships along the way and yet you probably wouldn't see many of these people again. I delived a speech and slide show at our commencement and found my voice breaking with emotion. Took me totally by suprise.

My classmates are headed off in a variety of directions. Some will continue their existing jobs, utilizing their new-found skills. Some will travel. My bud Alex got the first job he applied for, as the assistant to the Pastry Chef at Andina, a Peruvian fine-dining restaurant in Portland, Alex's current hometown. He's working hard, starting at 5:00am -- but he's having the time of his life. I am so proud of him, and happy for him.

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