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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Finger-lickin good.During my college years I worked for a company which sells poultry that is placed in a vat of oil in a style possibly linked with southern parts of america.
During my time there I saw many unhappy customers come and go. One stint involved my Manager and Assistant manager being off sick and I had to rule the roost for a while. One particularly arsey customer decided to whinge and moan in a loud voice about how unhappy he was with his food. It was cold. I went over to see if I could sort him out. He then proceeded to hurl abuse at my forced smiling face.
"ok sir" I simpered through gritted teeth. "I'll get you a nice warm new one"
I went into the kitchen area and told the burger chef the situation. He peered over the partition/warmer and said "that cunt again. ill sort it".
I then left the kitchen only to look back later to see the chef promenading around with the customers burger half stuffed down his pants. He then placed it back on the griddle to warm, then pulled the buns from between his arse cheeks(!) and slapped the burger in between them (after wiping his cock on it).
He then went out and personally delivered the customer's (tasty new) burger. Which he seemed to thoroughly enjoy.
His only comment on leaving.
"too much cheese"
I dont eat stuff from there anymore
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Inigo Montoya Would wear you like a hat. A HAT!!!, Wed 26 Jul 2006, 10:39,
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