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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Don't have the iceI used to work in a Wine Lodge in a certain Lancashire seaside town.I was a glass collector.One of the finest,but that is neither modest or germane to the question.One of our tasks,when we had time,was to fill the ice bins at the bar.What did we use to accomplish this?White plastic buckets.The very same ones that the bar staff used to clean the bar at the end of the night.Slops were regularly served,or put back into the barrel.
The manager was apparently fired after I left for paying cleaning staff that didn't exist.He also employed a 16 year old lass.Absolutely fucking gorgeous and just as useless and lazy.One time,she wandered out on a weekend night to get glasses,only to show up an hour later,with 2 glasses and a bottle,complaining that she'd broken a nail.It made me reconsider the rule about not hitting women. Ooh,what else.There was one bouncer who looked just like a steroid abusing Pat Sharpe.Really nice bloke,unlike the totally mental one who once allegedly nearly killed a drunk in the beer garden.
On another ocasion,my mate had to trawl the ball pit with a dishwasher basket,looking for a wayward poo.Luckily,it was in the child's pants.
That I think,is all
(, Thu 27 Jul 2006, 19:12, Reply)
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