Restaurants, Kitchens and Bars... Oh my!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.
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chthonic, Fri 21 Jul 2006, 9:58)
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Every Little HelpsI worked for a year in the Hot Chicken part of a well known supermarket for shit pay. My food hygiene training was minimal (read: none) and it really was a crap job that I couldn't give a shit about.
One of my meanial tasks was emptying out the ovens of vast quantities of oil and fat from the days cooking. This involved sliding out a 3x4ftx8inch tray, undoing the tap that was on the bottom of it in the oil (how I was supposed to open it without putting my hand in 6inches of scalding hot oil was never explained) and drain it into a massive bucket which I then had to drag to the other end of the shop to dispose of. Inevitably, one day, I spilled 40litres of warm, foul-smelling chicken fat all over the shop floor. "Fuck that, I cannot be bothered to clean that. I don't get paid enough", I thought, clocked out early and went home leaving the chicken equivalent of the Exxon Valdez for some other poor sod to clear up.
Me and a mate did run and slide through the mess first mind, that was fun.
(, Fri 28 Jul 2006, 1:48, Reply)
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