Saturday, July 21, 2012

A look at the World Pastry Forum in Viva, Las Vegas through the eyes of a volunteer- 2012


“Hi, my name is Rebekah Gerdes and I went to Las Vegas to volunteer at The 2012 World Pastry Forum.” The key thing I learned was that communication (and not just verbal) is the key to success. With both the organization who was in charge of the event but even in the teams who were competing and with the demo classes. Watching teams and different nationalities blew my mind.  I was amazed to see how different and unique every single one was. Which you would think is an obvious thing that I would have realized, but I never really did until seeing the stark difference between them standing side by side. Watching the difference in those from Japan (doing demos) and then those from the Netherlands and the U.S was crazy. Neither of them necessarily better than the other, but just different. While each team worked like a “well oiled machine” together, those leaving the greatest impression on me were those from Japan. In the demo class, Chef Kinjaro and his assistants blew me away. Their mise en place was heavenly and each person knew and was one step ahead- ready for the next move without anything needing to be said. A simple head movement or eye contact was all that these professionals needed because everyone knew their place and what they were suppose to do next. The tension in the room wasn’t high, but it wasn’t something that people were laughing in- people were on the edge of their seats, waiting for the next move wondering what they could possibly do next, constantly being blown away….or maybe that was just me? And everyone there (from all the different nationalities) has their support team. To me, Japan was like watching The karate kid: Hidden Culinary, Crouching Desserts. They had their original boss there to support them, the old sweet Japanese sensei. It was intriguing to say the least. Then you skip over to the next demo where the guys from the Netherlands are jumping on every chance to get the crowd laughing. They were more free style (but still had everything together). They brought the crowd up, made them engage in the demo and included them in on ‘traditions’ from their country and left everyone feeling light hearted and in love with them through their smiles and good-hearted nature.
 I had the opportunity to meet a lot of great people…and not so great ones. We had to deal with a lot of unnecessary drama during the time volunteering there, and I was about ready to call it quits and just enjoy the expensive trip I took down there instead of going in every day and dealing with more crud. But I stuck with it, because there really isn’t a single bone in my body that allows me to quit in anything I committed to. Plus, I do love a challenge. So I kept going, and the last 2 days of the actual competition blew my mind even more than just the demo classes. Again, Team Japan took every single box, every thought, every idea, every single thing I’ve ever seen in this profession and replaced them with complete awe and amazement. They took the time allotted and saw it as something to use to their advantage, and they did. The only comparison I can think of is if the Eifel tower had been completed in a day instead of 2 years. Maybe that’s a bit of an exaggerations, but they literally dominated that competition, and though it wasn’t exactly my style, they gained all my respect and then some.
Through the chaos of un-organization I was able to attend a few wonderful demo classes with famous professional chefs- one of them being a class taught by Bernd Seifert on gelatos. It was cool because I had to miss a week of my frozen custards and desserts class. He took gelatos to the next level. He not only added spicy things (like hot sauce) to it, but he also plated these smooth, delightful gelatos in ways I wouldn’t have thought someone would do. I had always just thought of gelato as something you throw in a bowl and chow down on. I’m sure he’d be so beside himself if he had known this. He created dessert masterpieces with the gelato as the base, not just as the side attraction that has a nice taste to it, but you don’t get much of. I believe it was Bernd that also said something that stuck in my mind, though this probably not word for word what he said, it was my understand of what he was saying- “the dessert world has a whole different level that we have to uphold to because the desserts are just the things that come after everything and not everyone will want because we have to follow the Main Course Mafia. So, we have to prepare something that is not only going to blow your guests away with taste and presentation but also leaving them with a greater impression of desserts than they ever had before”. Again, I was blown away.
Now, I know I did quite a bit of complaining about this trip during and after I got back, but after sitting down and writing about everything that I took away from it, I really do see how beneficial it was. I made a few connections, I saw the “great dessert gods” in a way I would have never seen them before. I had gained a new respect for every nationality of desserts and have decided that no matter how many times I may fail, I will be failing while doing the things I love most- to create masterpieces, to enjoy life, and to travel the heck out of this small world to learn every single baking/pastry/dessert from around the globe that I could get my fingers on. This trip reminded me that I am the only one that can do something great with my life, and that’s exactly what I plan on doing. It may not be glamorous to other people, heck, I may end up just serving out of this world dessert in soup kitchens, but whatever it is, it will be with what I love to do. And that to me is the feeling I get when watching people eat something incredible that I’ve made, watching them take that trip down heavenly taste bud lane and seeing the expression on their faces while going down it. I have this talent for a reason, and I’m not saying that in a cocky or proud way, I just intend on using this super power to bring joy and happiness (and of course sarcasm) to anyone who stands in my way. So watch out world! One extra large dose of sarcasm, awesomeness, and sheer deliciousness is coming your way!

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

What do I know of Holy?

I made You promises a thousand times,
I tried to hear from Heaven
But I talked the whole time
I think I made You too small
I never feared You at all, no
If You touched my face would I know You?
Looked into my eyes could I behold You?

What do I know of You who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood but the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

I guess I thought that I had figured You out
I knew all the stories and I learned to talk about
How You were mighty to save
Those were only empty words on a page
Then I caught a glimpse of who You might be
The slightest hint of You brought me down to my knees

What do I know of You who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood but the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy? 
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/addison_road/what_do_i_know_of_holy.html ]
What do I know of Holy?
What do I know of wounds that will heal my shame?
And a God who gave life it's name?
What do I know of Holy?
Of the One who the angels praise
All creation knows Your name
On earth and heaven above
What do I know of this love

What do I know of You who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood but the shore along Your ocean?
What do I know of You who spoke me into motion?
Where have I even stood but the shore along Your ocean?
Are You fire? Are You fury? Are You sacred? Are You beautiful?
What do I know? What do I know of Holy?

-Addison Road

Monday, June 25, 2012

Reality Check?

I often forget to take a step back and look at all God has given me. Boy has He blessed me big time. It's easy to get caught up in what the world is showing me and telling me I need, that I forget to check myself OUT of this reality and into God's. For this past year I've been having a year of "wandering through the dessert" as my dad would say. I've struggled to find time for God and make excuses for it as if that would justify it. I read a quote a while back by Francis Chan, and it's always present in my mind, except when it makes me feel too guilty which then makes me set my mind on things of this world to try to show God just how busy I am. The quote is this- "We are quick to rationalize our entertainment and priorities yet are slow to commit to serving God". I don't know about the rest of you, but lately that is the story of my relationship and life with God. I rationalize my sins even, saying "Well, it's not like i'm sinning by worldly standards anyway. I'm fine, the only sinning I do is not being loving enough at times, letting my temper fly, having an attitude...you know, normal human things...." Really? Really? Stupid.

 I think of how God must feel like with me as Hosea did with Gomer. I'm Gomer, obviously. Constantly sinning and going and seeking worldly things, even if I don't realize it (by getting mad, not patient, annoyed, wanting new clothes, a new car, etc...) which by doing so I am spitting in Jesus' face and telling Him He's not enough for me, that I know better than He does and i'm gonna show Him how right I am! How stupid can I be?! When hearing stories or reading in the bible about people who didn't trust God even though it was the obvious option and how He's done MIRACLES right in front of their faces and for them- yet they turn away anyways (Thinking Israelite's in the desert), but I think to myself "REALLY?! How stupid of them! How could they?! They've seen all these miraculous things and yet make a golden calf because they were tired of waiting...Why, I would never! Not I Lord! I'd be like Job- always faithful, never sinning even if the world came crashing down on me. Search me God- see how well I would do under pressure, see me, see me here boasting in myself? Yeah, i'm the one you want." ugh.. It makes me sick thinking about how I'm no different than the Israelite's. God has continually thrown good in my life, and I make excuses as to why I can't spend even 5 minutes in His word, for a short amount of time with my God, my King, the glorious God who sent His only son to enter this earth in human flesh so that I may live with them in eternity...I throw mud and spit in His face when I get annoyed because His timing isn't in sync with mine, but then when I need something from Him, I go and do puppy eyes and whine about how hard life is and how i'm sorry, please forgive me. It goes round and round.

As Christians, we hate sin right? Sin is evil, sin is a horrible thing that without it we would have a perfect life...but why don't we put into action what we think about it? If we truly hated sin, we wouldn't do it. Plain and simple, no beating around the bush, there it is. Jesus says that we can't serve two masters...who are we going to choose? The pastor this Sunday brought up the passage in Matthew (Matt. 7:21-23) where Jesus says "Not everyone who says to Me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven; but he who does the will of My Father who is in heaven. Many will say to Me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your name, and in Your name cast out demons, and in Your name perform many miracles?' And then I will declare to them, 'I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness.'. Is that not enough to make you shake in your boots and get your life in order and living whole heartily for our King and Savior!? It is for me. But will I actually put it into action? We have the wisdom and knowledge to know what to do. Paul even says "to him who knows what to do yet does not do it, to him it is a sin". So if you think you don't ever sin, you better check yo' self before you wreck yo' self. God is not a God to be mocked. If we profess with our lips that Jesus is our Lord, yet do not live like it, or deny Him under "peer pressure", we've got a horrible, horrible thing coming to us. Lets not mess around any more. Like any relationship, it may take time, and a lot of hard work, but you better believe that as long as you keep searching after God and continually dying and giving yourself to Him and denying the world, then when it's your turn to stand in front of Him, He will proudly say 'Well done, My good and faithful servant". I pray I hear those words. I don't want to live my life any more, I want God to live through my life. I want to be servant in whatever way that may be, maybe it's working in McDonalds and sharing smiles and His love with everyone I come in contact with, maybe it's being a nanny, or being a missionary. Whatever it is, I pray that it's what God wants me to be doing- I pray it's His will for my life and not something that I may think is best for me or that I want at that time. Our God is a mighty God.  Trust in God and nothing can go wrong.

"Whom have I in heaven but Thee? And besides Thee, I desire nothing on earth. My flesh and my heart may fail, But God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. For, behold, those who are far from Thee will perish; Thou hast destroyed all those who are unfaithful to Thee. But as for me, the nearness of God is my good; I have made the Lord God my refuge, that I may tell of all Thy works." Psalms 73:25-28

Thank You Lord for blessing me with my loving family, all who serve You. Thank you for my friends, for a house over my head and for always providing for me. You are my King, my God, my Savior, and my one and only true Groom. Help me to remember that nothing I do, I could do on my own. Nothing on this earth have I earned, any money, talent or anything that I may have came from You alone. Help me to remember to not boast and be proud, unless it's for boasting in my Jesus Christ!

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

This is what I love...this...this is me....

Spontaneous baking while listening to the Jack Johnson station on Pandora... These are the moments that remind me of why I do what I do, why I'm going to school for Baking and Pastry Arts, and why I love living for God. These past few months have been stressful for me, and I feel like i'm always on edge and always angry with people. Obviously I should have gotten back into my kitchen sooner. A good torte recipe will do wonders. Who needs therapy when you can bake? To me, whenever I get into the kitchen and have fun with whatever i'm making- even if I ruin everything I try to make, none of it is done in vain. Every attempt, every thing I try to do, i'm just fine tuning my skills. Just like when you first start playing an instrument, the sounds that often come from those practices aren't pretty- but if you stick with it, you'll eventually be playing sounds of melody. I am a master baker, pastriteer (YEAH, I did just make that up....I think? haha) but unfortunately not a candlestick maker. I, I am Rebekah freaking Gerdes, and I am incredible...be jealous. haaaaahahaha


Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Working on finals!

Hey everyone (if there's anybody out there that is actually reading this anyways). I'm working on my final project for my Menu Development class and would appreciate it VERY MUCH if you could take a minute and fill out this survey. Thanks!

https://docs.google.com/spreadsheet/viewform?pli=1&formkey=dEpTbkZlYm5ld283djZjSnY4VTlXaFE6MQ#gid=0 

Friday, April 27, 2012

Hmmm.

It hit me this morning- God willing, I will be done with school by the end of next winter...what am I going to do? For some reason, that has sparked a flame and it won't go out, and instead of pouring water over it, i've added fuel to it by searching jobs all over the world. What will I do?! Where will I live?! How will I pay off my debts? Will I be able to find a job? Will I be able to live somewhere amazing? Will I get to live my dream? Will I be too afraid to try? Will I be a failure? Will I be able to live close to home and still make good money? Do I even still want to live in Oregon? If not Oregon, where? Do I move close to my Texas family? What about living in Illinois again? In Colorado or Pennsylvania? Do I go overseas?  Will I die before I even get to find out? hahaha though crazy- these are the thoughts I've been having today. As I search for jobs, I just feel the need to stop. When I stop, sit back and think about all of this, I realize how foolish it is. Why am I worrying about it? 


Why is it hard to trust an unknown future to a known God? I know He will show me when it's time. I know that if I put my trust in Him, He will provide me with the perfect job, in the perfect location, even if it doesn't seem perfect- I know He has a plan. Lately i've gotten into the mind set that I need to work everything out, that I need to get my life in order and have a plan and I feel like in result, I'm stressed and easily agitated with people. When I try to take control of my life and start driving and holding the map, trying to figure out where to go, I'm too busy to keep my eyes on the road. I need to remember that God is in control and I don't need to worry. I've got the worlds best driver in the seat, and He knows where He's going. It's like being surprised one morning by someone you love more than anything in the world and tells you "HEY! We're going on a road trip- but every destination is a surprise!" To some, that may be romantic, to me, it's annoying. Why? Obviously because I want to be in control. I hate surprises. Just thinking about the anticipation of a car ride all over the place, never knowing where, when or why we are going and when we are going to stop kills me. But- do I know and trust that this person that I love more than anything knows me better than I know myself and would never take me somewhere that doesn't benefit my life? Yes... Yes I do. So, what do I do? I hop into the car, and we take off. And just like any road trip- even if you get a flat tire and have to fix it in the rain, lose bags along the way, break down in the middle of the highway or end up going the wrong way (because of you not being able to read the map He gave), just remember that there are lots of amazing memories and fun times that faaaar exceed the bad ones. So, i'm going to do my best and let God take control and just enjoy the ride...


"When a train goes through a tunnel and it gets dark, you don't throw away your ticket and jump off, you sit still and trust the engineer." -Corrie Ten Boom

Sunday, April 22, 2012

21

Well, it happened, I turned 21. All the hype that you always hear about turning 21, yeah- what is that? I discovered that the only reason why turning 21 is a big deal is so that you can legally go out and get wasted...which I'm still confused why anyone would want to do. "Hey, did you hear? I'm 21! Let's go order a bunch of beers and get so drunk that I can't even stand up, and want to put my head in a toilet so that I can keep puking up everything I just drank and ate. THEN in the morning i'll feel like killing anyone who comes in all chipper and semi-loud.....cause i'm 21, and that's how we do it." Nope, not my cup of tea. But kuddos to all you morons out there who think that's 'fun'. Idiots. I think it's time to give you a play by play of April 19th, 2012.

5:47 am: I am jerked out of a peaceful  sleep by the sound of some maniacs pounding on my bedroom door. My first thought was that it was my roommate, Spring. Then I heard three voices break out in the worse rendition of Happy Birthday I have ever heard. Ahhh, not Spring, but Jen, Hollie and Brook. After yelling at them to leave me alone, and them in turn telling me to get up and come to breakfast, in whatever I was wearing, I finally give in, though not exactly thrilled because Thursday is my one day that I really have the option to sleep past 6, and since I was up till midnight the night before making myself a birthday cake, I was definitely looking forward to sleeping till 7. But through all my complaining, i'm happy to say that I have the most amazing friends ever, and am SO blessed by them. The 4 of us crammed into Jen's cute baby blue Bennie (aka an old vw beetle), and traveled on down to Bend's infamous "Original Pancake House". They took me out to breakfast, gave me presents (all of which had something to do with food, or bakeware! So glad they know me so I didn't have to fake like a present!), and ate some of the worse 'average joe breakfast' ever. I should have known by ordering what average people eat that I shouldn't have expected something that a food goddess would eat. BUT, the food was not the point that morning. The memory of my crazy, amazing, quite good looking and single (minus one-feeelllaas!!!) friends making my 21st birthday amazing without having to go out and get wasted, was created that morning. And of course the phone calls from my parents and siblings, and sweet nephew and niece singing helped with those memories too! <3

Eggs benedict and sparkling cider with strawberries!
When I came home I noticed all the decorations my sweet flatmate had put up all over the house- and when I walked into my bathroom I was welcomed by presents galore- one of which was the best presents I received this birthday- a Thor figurine. Heck.yes! When Spring woke up she showered more gifts upon me. For brunch, Spring made eggs Benedict (first time having that- she did good!), we popped open the sparkling cider, sliced strawberries to put in it, and I ate my cake. After that, we sat on the floor by the table (why there, i'll never know?) and watch Anjelah Johnsons "That's how we do it" (which, if you've never seen it, go watch it NOW!) and then I went to school from 4-10 pm... When I got home, I ran and got a frozen pizza for myself, and went to sleep.

Thea and I
I decided early on that with my schedule, I would just celebrate my birthday all week. So it started on the 18th, Spring brought me a "triple blast" Popsicle and really bright colored flowers, I made my cake and then watched the first 30 minutes of Mission Impossible 3, which I turned off because I couldn't handle Tom Cruses' embarrassing, awful, straight up terrible acting any longer. Then the 19th, and the 20th, after class I came home and Spring and I bbq outside, enjoying this beautiful weather we've been having. Then the 21st I worked from 10-6, building a cardboard candy castle for a school project for the girl I nanny, which resulted in many burnt spots on my hands and a blister on my pinkie (because how I included her in the project was by giving her the hot glue gun to help me)...big mistake... After coming home with the worse head ache i've ever had, I went to sleep at 5:30....Old age hitting me fast. I slept for 14 hours! I was shocked. But i've never felt so refreshed! Today I feel like conquering the garage sale-ing world! And so I will...and so I will....

Thank you everyone who helped me celebrate and share with me on my birthday, I am so blessed by family and friends.