let's show this prehistoric bitch how we do things downtown!

so, hey...pretty good breakfast today!  i worked last saturday and it was ok, not busy at all, not really even steady, but ok.  last sunday was valentines day and nobody really goes out to breakfast and i was only at work for a couple hours getting my ravioli special ready.  so i was really hoping for a good day today, i want us to become THE downtown spot for breakfast.  there's some tough competition, so we gotta be on point, but we got our chicken fried steak dialed in today and it's gonna be the best in town, i promise. 

anyway, yeah, it was good and busy for a while today...it's kinda funny, when el chefe was there it was kinda mellow, then he went to get some six pans and stuff and while he was gone it got pretty banging, and it was just me and a new guy i hadn't worked with before.  he's awesome (a recent culinary school graduate), huge, and he helped me put it down today.  but since we haven't really been busy for breakfast yet i don't really feel like i have it all down and felt like i was in the weeds and holding up the show but the two servers kept telling me how awesome everything was and how fast it was coming out.  i'm just used to breakfast being a well oiled machine, with ticket times no longer than five minutes.  we had hashbrowns and meats ready to go so all you had to do was cook eggs and plate.  at the new joint i'm still getting used to everything (everything-where stuff is, how the equipment cooks, all that business), and i kept running out of sausage so the ticket times were more like ten or twelve minutes but everybody was really cool about it.  i also kept forgetting the toast cause i'm used to the servers doing the toast.  i keep getting kind of flustered about ticket times but the food is still coming out fast.  i just pride myself on being a kick ass line cook, and anything that takes longer than a couple minutes kind of bugs me.  el chefe is a perfectionist so ticket time isn't his primary concern.  but what could be a train wreck actually works really well, cause he gets on me about how stuff looks and i get on him about how long it's taking, and between the two of us, we bang out great food, and we do it quick.

anyway, i'm gonna go pick up my last check at the old joint tonight, and get my eat on while i'm there.  i kind of miss those cats, and i want a cheesesteak.