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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I worked for a summer in East Midland's Airport restaurantOne of my jobs was to scrape the stale cream off trifles every morning, and re-cream them.
Some trifles had been re-creamed 10 times or so.
I became known as 'the professor' because I changed a fuse.
Every Wednesday everyone from the restaurant would jump in the company van and take it in turns to do handbrake turns for the afternoon at the rubbish dump. Every morning we would spend 1/2 hour phoning in to the airport to page 'Mr Igotacoff' etc.
The chef was a violent bully, but I gained his respect when I put detergent in his coffee, which almost killed him.
Another kitchen assistant threatened to kill me with a knife for looking at him funny.
Ahh, fond memories.
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MartinH, Fri 21 Jul 2006, 20:48,
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