Many years ago, I went out with a chef. Kitchens are merely vice dens with food. You couldn't move for people bonking and snorting coke in the store room. And the things they did with the food...
My personal vice was chocolate mousse - I remember it being very calming in all the chaos around me. I think they put things in it.
Tell us your stories of working in kitchens, bars and the rest of the nightmare that is the catering trade.
(, Fri 21 Jul 2006, 9:58)
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We play all sorts of tricks on people, ie new staff and waiting staff. Send them up to the fridge for chicken lips, etc
The best one was vetween a chef and a waiter.
The waiter was a guy called Scott who only worked on sundays. Although he's a very clever chap he talked quite slowly.
The Chef was a guy named Daryll.
Now what we did was on Darylls first sunday shift was to tell him that Scott was mentally retarded and only worked one day a week on day release. Everyone had to talk to Scott very slowly and clearly and under no circumstances must he shout or get angry with Scott or else he may go mental.
We then told Scott exactly the same thing about daryll.
For about 3 weeks, all us chefs were pissing ourselfs at them two, untill we couldn't take it anymore and told them.
Daryll left a week later
(, Fri 21 Jul 2006, 17:33, closed)
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