Cooking has been a passion for me as long
as I can remember. I used to watch my
mother in the kitchen and was mystified with
the way she threw everything into a bowl and
pulled the same moist, delicious chocolate
cake out of the oven every time. Everyone
praised her delicate and flaky apple pies, her
homemade breads, and her delectable
Sunday dinners. She did it all without a single
recipe, and if you asked her how she
made it, she couldn't tell you. I tried to stop
her while she was making the Thanksgiving
turkey one year so that I could get her famous
stuffing recipe, and it took us three torturous
hours to put it on paper. It was easier for her
just to do it straight out of her head. I never
did learn the cake recipe or many of the others,
but she did instill in me a love of cooking
that I've never lost.
It all started with my chocolate refrigerator
cookies when I was about seven years old.
My mother didn't like us to eat a lot of sweets,
so I decided it was time to make my own
candy bars. I melted some baking chocolate
in a pan along with some sugar, oatmeal,
nuts, raisins, and vanilla, and "voila", instant
candy bar. They didn't exactly measure up to
the store bought Chunky bars I loved and
they melted in your hands instantly, but they
weren't bad in a pinch.
As I got older, I just couldn't figure out
how to turn this passion into anything
productive other than feeding family and
friends. Oh, there was the New York State
Fair cooking contests. The challenge of the
year was to make something gourmet and
delicious out of Spam! Though I was beat out
by the Spam Mousse, my Spambalaya was
mentioned on the evening news. I probably
singed the judges' taste buds off with all of
the cayenne pepper I put in that one, but
how else are you supposed to make canned
meat taste good? My subsequent visit to the
Culinary Institute of America was like entering
a dream for the day, something I so much
wanted but seemed unreachable. I never did
attend the school, but I did pair up with a
couple of chefs along the way for some individual
training. I worked alongside the Head
Chef of a fine French restaurant who looked
a little bit like Dilbert's boss, sporting a shock
of wiry black hair on each side of his head,
and I assisted him with cooking classes while
learning classic French cooking techniques
straight out of "Gastronomique". He was a
funny yet somewhat temperamental sort, and
it was not unusual to see pans flying in my
direction or hear commands shouted, such as
"You're burning the mushrooms!" We probably
drank much more wine than we put in the
food, but it was a great experience and my
cooking greatly improved after the classes.
It wasn't until later, about 6 years ago, when
I had some friends over for Beef
Tenderloin with Port Wine Sauce and all the
trimmings, that I was told there was a career
path that existed called "Personal Chef". I
had never heard of such a thing, but I knew
that I wanted to find out more. That is when
I went to the American Personal Chef
Association web site and learned about how
this could be done. I wasn't quite ready to
start my own business then. Perhaps I needed
to go through two or three more mind-numbing
sales positions before I realized that I
could actually work at something I really
enjoy! So when my husband, Steve, and I
moved to Chestertown, Maryland, it seemed
like a good time to do it. After polling several
people at the firehouse last spring at the
Lacrosse Fund Raiser, I decided there might
be a need and started my business, naming it
"Thyme is of the Essence".
My business has been building over the
last year, as more and more busy people
are turning to personal chefs so they can eat
healthy, delicious meals tailored to their individual
tastes and dietary needs in the comfort
of their own home. The service I provide
includes sitting down with potential clients to
discuss all of their dietary desires and needs;
researching of and putting together individualized
menus for their approval prior to each
cook date; going to their home with all of the
groceries and my own cookware; preparing
up to sixteen meals, including entrée and
side dish at a time; packaging them in containers
with labels and heating instructions;
and cleaning the kitchen thoroughly.
My specialty is cooking healthy, gourmet
meals. Dinner parties, luncheons, breakfasts,
and cooking classes are additional
options of the service. As my personal chef
business has grown, the personal chef industry
continues to grow as well. Industry predictions
are that within the next 5 years, at the
present rate of growth, there will be nearly
25,000 operating personal chefs in the United
States serving nearly 300,000 clients and contributing
nearly 1.2 billion to the U.S. economy.
Entrepreneur Magazine has designated
the Personal Chef Industry as "One of the 6
Fastest Growing Businesses in the Country".
I can't say that starting this business has been
"easy street" or that I haven't had my
moments when I've wondered, "why am I
doing this?" like the time I sliced off my
thumbnail with a potato peeler or the time
the silicone pot holder slipped out of my
hand just in time for me to grab that roasting
pan with bare flesh. It is a challenging job,
and clients will leave their house key under
their car mat, only so that you can set off
their car alarm. How else will all the nosey
neighbors know that you've arrived?
In all seriousness though, the job of a
Personal Chef is very rewarding and clients
are very appreciative of the service that I provide
for them. They are very busy people,
many of them with small children, who up
until I came along were often eating pepperoni
pizzas and mozzarella sticks for dinner.
If you'd like to find out more about the
chef, Susan DeTomi, and her Personal Chef
business, Thyme is of the Essence, she can be
reached at 443-852-2433 [chef], 410-778-3794.
You can also check out her website at
www.thymeisoftheessence.com.
American Personal Chef Association
4572 Delaware Street
San Diego, CA 92116
800-644-8389
619-294-2436
contact@personalchef.com
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