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.
( , Fri 21 Jul 2006, 9:58)
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.
( , Fri 21 Jul 2006, 9:58)
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Kinda off topic and pointless...
Me,my boyf and our friend had just left the pub and had wandered (or skipped in my case) over to the local Royal Fried Chicken shop (similar to Kentucky Fried,Texas Fried,Proper Fried etc Chicken shops) and the boys bought some chips. It was then we laid our eyes on the largest moth Ive seen for a while. It was like a small eagle! Me and the boyf decided such a magnificent specimin deserved to be free,so we chased it about. I couldnt catch it cos it was bigger than my girly little hands,and the boyf kept missing it. The silly git (moth,not boyf) then flew straight into the chip fryer. And died. I dont know if they served it,but its not like the skanky Romford customers would notice or care...
( , Thu 27 Jul 2006, 13:20, Reply)
Me,my boyf and our friend had just left the pub and had wandered (or skipped in my case) over to the local Royal Fried Chicken shop (similar to Kentucky Fried,Texas Fried,Proper Fried etc Chicken shops) and the boys bought some chips. It was then we laid our eyes on the largest moth Ive seen for a while. It was like a small eagle! Me and the boyf decided such a magnificent specimin deserved to be free,so we chased it about. I couldnt catch it cos it was bigger than my girly little hands,and the boyf kept missing it. The silly git (moth,not boyf) then flew straight into the chip fryer. And died. I dont know if they served it,but its not like the skanky Romford customers would notice or care...
( , Thu 27 Jul 2006, 13:20, Reply)
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