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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Bad kebabsWas working on a kibbutz in Israel once - sort of commie - everyone works for the common good - sort of community.
Once day I was in the chicken farm. We had to round up the fattest ones and put them in a pen. Then 2 surly Israelis quickly wrung their necks and threw them into a pile.
Low and behold, the next day I was sent to the kitchen to work, shuffled into a windowless tiled room with a drain in the floor and a table with a vertical saw. It was my job to dismember said chickens from the day before (plucked and gutted by the chicken prep elves, thank god).
I then had to sit down with a team of two others and thread the meat onto skewers for a big kibbutz party. (Not sure if this was kosher, or if they just didn't care).
You'd think the meat would be nice and fresh, but it smelt minging. We decided to roll the flies and bugs from the floor into the kebabs and spit on them for good measure.
We told the other volunteers not to eat the meat and my how we laughed to see them all eating it. Happy days.
(, Wed 26 Jul 2006, 17:51, Reply)
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