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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Human Hair, Part IIAs a follow on, was in a curry-house in Amsterdam a few years back. Small, looked ok, so we went in. Ordered drinks and poppadums, then the mains. Whilst munching on the popps, I picked one up to find a huge whorl of grey and black hair, kind of what you'd expect to find in a gypsy's bath plug-hole. We freaked, royally, and the staff tried to fob us off by showing us the sealed popps package. We weren't having it and decided to leave. Then the head honcho comes out and starts stalling us, with no word of apology, all the while glancing towards the kitchen. We figured he was trying to stall us long enough to get the mains out, as they were already being cooked. Fuckin cheapskate. Paid for drinks and left.
(, Sat 22 Jul 2006, 9:26, Reply)
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