Ok so not to sure how to handle this in the future.
Derek and I were invited to a bbq at one of our friends house. We're told it nothing fancy everyone's bringing a dish that will serve about 6. I asked what everyone is bringing and decide on my spanish deviled eggs and crab stuffed cherry tomatoes.
When I arrive I have my ice chest in tow as I had everything in bags and planned on assembling them there. I had my tray, my own towel, spoons, garnish etc. Doing my thing...and my friend comes in and says how lovely and tells her other friends that I"m a chef and culinary trained blah blah. They all of course are saying things like 'wow a real chef' 'oh how fun and neat' blah blah.
Well next thing I know the hostess is deferring everything to me like she's never cooked anything in her life. Derek comes in the kitchen to figure out what in the heck is taking me so long and why am I not outside with everyone else having a beer.
He tells me put the knife down and come outside. (he's actually taking the knife out of my hand and leading me away hehe) So outside I go and one of the other gals comes over and says "Denise, she asked me to come get you she has some questions or something about the chicken" Well I can't just say "Um no..she can it herself she's a big girl" so back to the kitchen I go where I remained for the rest of the night till it was time to eat. Even then I was dishing food up. Derek was peeved as I was I.
People hear the word chef and assume that when you come to their house you can't wait to cook.
So have you guys been stuck in that situation? And if so how do you handle it?
Derek and I were invited to a bbq at one of our friends house. We're told it nothing fancy everyone's bringing a dish that will serve about 6. I asked what everyone is bringing and decide on my spanish deviled eggs and crab stuffed cherry tomatoes.
When I arrive I have my ice chest in tow as I had everything in bags and planned on assembling them there. I had my tray, my own towel, spoons, garnish etc. Doing my thing...and my friend comes in and says how lovely and tells her other friends that I"m a chef and culinary trained blah blah. They all of course are saying things like 'wow a real chef' 'oh how fun and neat' blah blah.
Well next thing I know the hostess is deferring everything to me like she's never cooked anything in her life. Derek comes in the kitchen to figure out what in the heck is taking me so long and why am I not outside with everyone else having a beer.
He tells me put the knife down and come outside. (he's actually taking the knife out of my hand and leading me away hehe) So outside I go and one of the other gals comes over and says "Denise, she asked me to come get you she has some questions or something about the chicken" Well I can't just say "Um no..she can it herself she's a big girl" so back to the kitchen I go where I remained for the rest of the night till it was time to eat. Even then I was dishing food up. Derek was peeved as I was I.
People hear the word chef and assume that when you come to their house you can't wait to cook.
So have you guys been stuck in that situation? And if so how do you handle it?