being understood

I had a job interview with a Chef today and as we shook hands and parted ways, we also casually swiped tears from our eyes. Not sad or angry tears, but just straight emotion. The topic of how special the Culinary Institute of America brought us both to tears. This may sound goofy or corny, and maybe it is. But it was so honest and wonderful to know that someone else feels the same way I do about this place. This is a place full of tradition, passion, and excellence. That's how I feel anyway and he understands that.