I Can Cook!

I've just completed eating my first self-cooked meal as a New York resident. It sure is unceremonious when you're just cooking for one. But it's good to know that I can do it. And on the plus side, I now have leftovers for tomorrow night. I've decided that, in addition to learning the ins and outs of every union contract, I'm also going to use my month off to learn to cook. I went with my staple tonight—apple chicken sausage, couscous, and green beans—but I'm looking to diversify and feel free to comment with delicious, quick, cheap recipes.

The past couple of days since last I posted have been a rollercoaster. Monday and Tuesday's seminars put the fear of God in me about this job, but Wednesday's seminar reassured me that no one ever remembers the Monday or Tuesday seminar. Two recent DGA training program graduates spoke about how it really is. My job will certainly be difficult, but it will be fulfilling and every project eventually ends. So that put me at ease a little bit. Today I was given my first (and, I think, only) homework assignment—to put together a production report based on a call sheet, a script supervisor report, film inventories, and productions notes. It was actually kind of fun in the same way that a puzzle would be. I was basically given all these misshapen bits of information and I had to piece them into a coherent picture. I think I may just be able to do this job after all.

Also, Tuesday was the first time that I've felt like I was supposed to be in the City. After work, I decided to walk around midtown (where the DGA headquarters is) and I stumbled upon the Rockefeller Center. There were hoards of tourists walking aimlessly, but I really felt like my aimless walking had purpose. Slowly but surely, I'm starting to come around on the whole living here thing.