it's halloween, but it's also a game day, so who knows? halloween is usually pretty slow cause everybody is at their house giving out candy or they're at parties or whatever. slow. but on the other hand, it's a game day, which are usually busy. my call is that we get busy for a while, but early, and then the place just dies at six thirty.
so everytime the boss and i talk about a particular menu item not selling, all of a sudden, it does. it happened with our bbq wings...he told me we had only sold like four orders in the last couple months and then the next week we sold like six or seven orders. and it happened again yesterday with the lemon caper sauce. ok...a little history...i think it was two mother's days ago, the boss was actually thinking of running salmon a la king. like, seriously. for those that don't know, salmon a la king is a super outdated dish (1960s), it's a salmon filet with (as far as i know) a cream sauce with sauteed mushrooms and onions. in my humble cook's opinion, it's way too heavy for mother's day. first off, it's springtime, and moms, especially older moms and grandmas, aren't likely to eat something heavy like that. anyway, that's what he proposed and i immediately said "dude, no way, that's too heavy and old school...how about something nice and fresh, like some sort of lemon and caper sauce?" and he let me run with it and i made a lemon caper cream sauce (it's a very light cream sauce) with lots of lemon juice and zest, and nice plump capers for a salty bite. i was the first to admit that a lemon cream sauce didn't sound very good, but it actually works quite nicely. anyway, ever since then we've ran a salmon with the lemon caper sauce and our version of chicken picatta, which is a chicken breast lightly dredged in seasoned flour, pan fried, and served with the sauce. my boss's wife actually likes shrimp cooked in the sauce and tossed with linguini. anyway, when we stared running it it went pretty well, but in the last couple months it's slowed down considerably. like a week and a half ago we were talking about how it doesn't sell much anymore and we wanted to try something different, and last night, in the span of about fifteen minutes, i sold three of the salmons and FIVE chicken picattas. it was ridiculous. i was actually getting ready to leave and i ended up staying another half hour cause i had to make another batch of the sauce. i make it in big batches (probably ten or twelve servings) and we reheat it in sautee pans. you have to baby it and watch it cause if you heat it too fast or take your eye off it for a second it will break and more cream needs to be added. anyway, it was wierd. it's a good sauce.
lemon caper sauce (two servings)
1 pat butter
1 tbsp minced onion
1/2 tsp minced garlic
the zest and juice of one lemon
1/2 cup heavy cream
pinch kosher salt
pinch white pepper
1 tbsp capers
melt the butter and sautee the onions and garlic until they smell awesome. add the zest and lemon juice and incorperate. add the cream and let reduce (what i call "bubbling up then bubbling down". you'll know it when you see it). when sauce coats the back of a spoon and you can draw a line through it and the line doesn't fill in, it's ready for the capers. taste, and add seasonings if necessary (usually are). put it over grilled salmon or halibut or a chicken breast or toss it with shrimpies and pasta.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
stuff i think is totally stupid part six million
so, all the servers are dressing up for halloween, which i think is stupid. i feel if you're an adult there's only two reasons to dress up in a costume...
1. if you're going to a costume party. that one makes sense. costume parties can be kick ass. i'm down for this.
2. if you have kids and they want you to dress up and take them trick or treating. i would totally dress up if i had kids. no sweat. i actually look forward to it.
however, if you work at a restaurant, especially in the kitchen, then dressing up makes no fucking sense. first off, it's hot in my kitchen, and most costumes are a burden, unless you're a sexy blankety-blank, in which case you'll probably just get hot grease spilled on your naughty bits. also i'm sloppy as all hell when i'm busy, so i would probably ruin a costume by spilling spaghetti sauce or gravy all over it. also, i'm 32 goddamn years old. i'm not gonna show up at work in a giant foam spongebob rig. i'd end up lighting myself on fire. one spit of grease and that thing would melt and collapse around me like a goddamn dying star. also, it's stupid. you think i'm gonna rock an eight hour plus shift in a goddamn spider man suit? fuck off. it's dumb. and another thing, all the servers are dressing up as "hardcore griz fans" which is pretty much how they dress every saturday anyway. i hear there's gonna be some face paint or something. anyway, it's dumb. tammy is going as prince, which will probably look maybe a little cool at first but after three or four hours of spilling ranch and taco soup all over herself, plus maybe crying a little, she's gonna look like hell. people will probably think she has a zombie costume on.
listen, if you're twenty something, hot, and into the bar scene, fucking go for it. play dress up. i used to. it's all good at that age, but man, you hit that thirty mark, and things like that start to seem childish. i'd rather just go home and put my sweats on and sit on my couch and watch tv. am i lame? sure. do i think coming to work dressed up as the joker or a sexy blankety-blank is considerably lamer? fuck yes i do.
at least the other cook on saturday feels the same way i do and i'm sure we'll have a good time pointing and snickering and judging and telling everyone they look dumb and i hate their stupid faces.
anyway, it's only friday and it's been slow as hell all week. i got a wee talking to about my on the clock cell phone usage, but so did literally everybody else that works there except the old ladies who can't figure out how to text. anyway, i've been trying to be good, i keep my phone in my jacket in the back instead of in my pocket, but i still sneak back there and check my shit every once in a while. i had been just standing in the kitchen for hours texting my boy mikey about tv shows. the boss doesn't like paying me for that, and i can understand, but sometimes honestly, i got shit else to do. i try to look busy but i'm not very good at it.
also, i'd like to make a request for everybody reading this to send happy thoughts to the greatest server ever and my good buddy tiffani, as the cancer she thought she had beat has come back agressively. she beat it once and she can do it again, but she needs all the support she can get. kick it's ass, tiff...we love ya!
1. if you're going to a costume party. that one makes sense. costume parties can be kick ass. i'm down for this.
2. if you have kids and they want you to dress up and take them trick or treating. i would totally dress up if i had kids. no sweat. i actually look forward to it.
however, if you work at a restaurant, especially in the kitchen, then dressing up makes no fucking sense. first off, it's hot in my kitchen, and most costumes are a burden, unless you're a sexy blankety-blank, in which case you'll probably just get hot grease spilled on your naughty bits. also i'm sloppy as all hell when i'm busy, so i would probably ruin a costume by spilling spaghetti sauce or gravy all over it. also, i'm 32 goddamn years old. i'm not gonna show up at work in a giant foam spongebob rig. i'd end up lighting myself on fire. one spit of grease and that thing would melt and collapse around me like a goddamn dying star. also, it's stupid. you think i'm gonna rock an eight hour plus shift in a goddamn spider man suit? fuck off. it's dumb. and another thing, all the servers are dressing up as "hardcore griz fans" which is pretty much how they dress every saturday anyway. i hear there's gonna be some face paint or something. anyway, it's dumb. tammy is going as prince, which will probably look maybe a little cool at first but after three or four hours of spilling ranch and taco soup all over herself, plus maybe crying a little, she's gonna look like hell. people will probably think she has a zombie costume on.
listen, if you're twenty something, hot, and into the bar scene, fucking go for it. play dress up. i used to. it's all good at that age, but man, you hit that thirty mark, and things like that start to seem childish. i'd rather just go home and put my sweats on and sit on my couch and watch tv. am i lame? sure. do i think coming to work dressed up as the joker or a sexy blankety-blank is considerably lamer? fuck yes i do.
at least the other cook on saturday feels the same way i do and i'm sure we'll have a good time pointing and snickering and judging and telling everyone they look dumb and i hate their stupid faces.
anyway, it's only friday and it's been slow as hell all week. i got a wee talking to about my on the clock cell phone usage, but so did literally everybody else that works there except the old ladies who can't figure out how to text. anyway, i've been trying to be good, i keep my phone in my jacket in the back instead of in my pocket, but i still sneak back there and check my shit every once in a while. i had been just standing in the kitchen for hours texting my boy mikey about tv shows. the boss doesn't like paying me for that, and i can understand, but sometimes honestly, i got shit else to do. i try to look busy but i'm not very good at it.
also, i'd like to make a request for everybody reading this to send happy thoughts to the greatest server ever and my good buddy tiffani, as the cancer she thought she had beat has come back agressively. she beat it once and she can do it again, but she needs all the support she can get. kick it's ass, tiff...we love ya!
Friday, October 23, 2009
sorry both mikes and grandma
hey sorry, my computer got a nasty virus and had to be attended to, and then we fixed it but i was scared to put my password in anything, so i haven't updated in a while. did you all miss me? all three of my loyal readers? yeah, i didn't think so.
ok, so i wanna keep within the foodie blogroll guidelines, so i gotta talk about food, but not much of anything happened at work this week, so i'll enthrall you all with the story of how i catered a party one time.
it all began way back in the summer of 09 (seems like so long ago...*snork*) and one of my wife's co-workers asked her if i could cater a 50th anniversary party for her grandparents. it was on a saturday in august (wedding season) so they were having trouble finding a caterer. i've NEVER done anything like catering before, so naturally, i said "sure!" at first i was told it would be for fifty people, and i thought to myself that no matter what the food was, i could knock out a party for fifty. then a couple days later the number was upped to around 80. which is a lot of individual plates, if you're doing that sort of thing. they wanted a brunch buffet, which made things way easier on me, considering i didn't have to make up plates, i just had to make up food. we threw a few ideas back and forth, and finally settled on this menu:
APPETIZERS
shrimp cocktails - i know, shrimp cocktails are easy and boring, but i did do 80 individual ones, in cute little punch cups. those things went like gangbusters. everybody loved them, and they looked awesome.
caprese skewers - once again, the easy route, but i wanted them to be served in vases and look like floral arrangements from across the room. and they did! and nobody ate them because they all thought they were floral arrangements. whoops.
chocolate covered fruit - damn near a train wreck, but the wife and little sister did a bang up job and got it done. i'd never done the whole melting chocolate and dipping shit in it before, and we thinned the choco out with milk and butter (i thought the butter would help it set up) and they were pretty sticky and gooey but they were yummy. everybody got two strawberries and two banana slices, and after the party what we had left over got eaten up pretty quick.
MAIN COURSE
scrambled eggs - standard brunch fare, and one of the easiest things to make for a crowd.
bacon & sausage - same thing. easy way to feed 80 people.
roasted baby red potatoes - rosemary and garlic butter. i didn't want to do hashbrowns but still wanted a starch, and i've done rosemary roasted red many times. good stuff.
pina colada french toast - i know, it sounds awesome, right? it probably was. i didn't get to try it after i got the grill temprature down (i burned a few slices before i got it right. i was working in a kitchen completely unfamiliar to me) it was the one item i wasn't sure of and it seemed to be the one item that everybody loved. we actually ran out.
sockeye salmon en papillote - basically salmon flanks cooked in parchment paper envelopes with fresh dill and lemon slices. i'd never actually done that preperation before, and got rave reviews. one guy told me he hadn't had salmon that good in fifteen years since he lived on the shore of lake michigan. bonus!
balsamic macerated fruit salad - canteloupe, watermelon, honeydew, strawberries, bananas, and champagne grapes, all tossed with balsamic and fresh mint. killer.
pulled pork sliders with chipotle slaw - this part was hilarious, because everybody there was pretty old, nobody knew what sliders were. i didn't have them all made up, i just had the pork, slaw, and cut dinner rolls all together, and most people ate it in pieces instead of making sliders. oh well, people loved it, and my pulled pork is absolutely killer.
all the guests were blown away i'd never catered before, and one lady came up to me and told me it was the best catered meal she'd ever had. it was wierd, as a line cook, i'm used to a fairly thankless existance. i stay in the back, and just assume everybody is happy, and if they aren't, the servers let me know about it. but when people love something i never get thanked, either by them or by anybody else. so it was ackward for me to accept thanks from 80 people. i usually don't talk or even make eye contact with my customers, so it was super wierd for me. i got paid like a king, and i got the experience, which made it all worth it. i never once felt like i was in the weeds, i had awesome help (my dad even rocked the coffee station), and it made me feel ten feet tall.
anyway. there's a story. it's not the whole story, of course, but i'm sick of sitting in front of my computer.
ok, so i wanna keep within the foodie blogroll guidelines, so i gotta talk about food, but not much of anything happened at work this week, so i'll enthrall you all with the story of how i catered a party one time.
it all began way back in the summer of 09 (seems like so long ago...*snork*) and one of my wife's co-workers asked her if i could cater a 50th anniversary party for her grandparents. it was on a saturday in august (wedding season) so they were having trouble finding a caterer. i've NEVER done anything like catering before, so naturally, i said "sure!" at first i was told it would be for fifty people, and i thought to myself that no matter what the food was, i could knock out a party for fifty. then a couple days later the number was upped to around 80. which is a lot of individual plates, if you're doing that sort of thing. they wanted a brunch buffet, which made things way easier on me, considering i didn't have to make up plates, i just had to make up food. we threw a few ideas back and forth, and finally settled on this menu:
APPETIZERS
shrimp cocktails - i know, shrimp cocktails are easy and boring, but i did do 80 individual ones, in cute little punch cups. those things went like gangbusters. everybody loved them, and they looked awesome.
caprese skewers - once again, the easy route, but i wanted them to be served in vases and look like floral arrangements from across the room. and they did! and nobody ate them because they all thought they were floral arrangements. whoops.
chocolate covered fruit - damn near a train wreck, but the wife and little sister did a bang up job and got it done. i'd never done the whole melting chocolate and dipping shit in it before, and we thinned the choco out with milk and butter (i thought the butter would help it set up) and they were pretty sticky and gooey but they were yummy. everybody got two strawberries and two banana slices, and after the party what we had left over got eaten up pretty quick.
MAIN COURSE
scrambled eggs - standard brunch fare, and one of the easiest things to make for a crowd.
bacon & sausage - same thing. easy way to feed 80 people.
roasted baby red potatoes - rosemary and garlic butter. i didn't want to do hashbrowns but still wanted a starch, and i've done rosemary roasted red many times. good stuff.
pina colada french toast - i know, it sounds awesome, right? it probably was. i didn't get to try it after i got the grill temprature down (i burned a few slices before i got it right. i was working in a kitchen completely unfamiliar to me) it was the one item i wasn't sure of and it seemed to be the one item that everybody loved. we actually ran out.
sockeye salmon en papillote - basically salmon flanks cooked in parchment paper envelopes with fresh dill and lemon slices. i'd never actually done that preperation before, and got rave reviews. one guy told me he hadn't had salmon that good in fifteen years since he lived on the shore of lake michigan. bonus!
balsamic macerated fruit salad - canteloupe, watermelon, honeydew, strawberries, bananas, and champagne grapes, all tossed with balsamic and fresh mint. killer.
pulled pork sliders with chipotle slaw - this part was hilarious, because everybody there was pretty old, nobody knew what sliders were. i didn't have them all made up, i just had the pork, slaw, and cut dinner rolls all together, and most people ate it in pieces instead of making sliders. oh well, people loved it, and my pulled pork is absolutely killer.
all the guests were blown away i'd never catered before, and one lady came up to me and told me it was the best catered meal she'd ever had. it was wierd, as a line cook, i'm used to a fairly thankless existance. i stay in the back, and just assume everybody is happy, and if they aren't, the servers let me know about it. but when people love something i never get thanked, either by them or by anybody else. so it was ackward for me to accept thanks from 80 people. i usually don't talk or even make eye contact with my customers, so it was super wierd for me. i got paid like a king, and i got the experience, which made it all worth it. i never once felt like i was in the weeds, i had awesome help (my dad even rocked the coffee station), and it made me feel ten feet tall.
anyway. there's a story. it's not the whole story, of course, but i'm sick of sitting in front of my computer.
Sunday, October 18, 2009
this is how we do!
finally!!! we got mad busy last night, for what seems like the first time in weeks. and all the girls knew about and pushed the halibut and pub chips, and we sold out. shit, we sold out of damn near everything. we got busy right after the game (about 4:30) and stayed busy until about eight. and busy busy, not just steady. it was nice to get our collective asses kicked (although i have to say the kitchen did most of the ass kicking). oh, and i found out that jessie was the only one who didn't know about the special on friday. tara knew about it and pushed it and nobody wanted it, and crystal knew about the special but didn't bother telling any customers. she's wierd like that. she'll tell you she didn't have time, but we weren't busy and it's pretty easy to walk up to tables and say "do you know about the special?" so that's way worse than jessie not knowing we had a special. and jessie was pissed i ratted her out to the boss about not knowing about the special, but hey...it's her job to know, and i didn't so much rat her out as i just told boss what was happening.
anyway, it was stupid busy and it was great. that's my element, man, tons of tickets flapping in the breeze and a bunch more piling up on the machine, and just cooking the bejaysus out of it. i love it when it's busy like that, i feel absolutely in my element. sure, it's hot, it's cramped, and everybody is yelling at you for this order and hold the blankety blank on that order, and it's a logistical challenge to get everything up on time and looking good. i get bored and lazy when we're slow, but when we're busy...man, i tell ya, i'm the best guy for the job. i find myself getting all pumped up and yelling "yeah! bring it! what's next? i thought you guys said we were getting busy! this ain't shit!"
hopefully they'll have a good sunday morning out there today...we need a couple hardcore days in a row. it was nice cause yesterday was boss's birthday and he didn't even come in after the game (he's been at work for like two months straight...went and had a party with his family), but we got busy and didn't call or bother him with anything, plus he left his cake so we could eat off it. it was sweet.
anyway. weekend. breakfast with poppa and big brother, and football with the wife.
gonna be a good day.
anyway, it was stupid busy and it was great. that's my element, man, tons of tickets flapping in the breeze and a bunch more piling up on the machine, and just cooking the bejaysus out of it. i love it when it's busy like that, i feel absolutely in my element. sure, it's hot, it's cramped, and everybody is yelling at you for this order and hold the blankety blank on that order, and it's a logistical challenge to get everything up on time and looking good. i get bored and lazy when we're slow, but when we're busy...man, i tell ya, i'm the best guy for the job. i find myself getting all pumped up and yelling "yeah! bring it! what's next? i thought you guys said we were getting busy! this ain't shit!"
hopefully they'll have a good sunday morning out there today...we need a couple hardcore days in a row. it was nice cause yesterday was boss's birthday and he didn't even come in after the game (he's been at work for like two months straight...went and had a party with his family), but we got busy and didn't call or bother him with anything, plus he left his cake so we could eat off it. it was sweet.
anyway. weekend. breakfast with poppa and big brother, and football with the wife.
gonna be a good day.
Saturday, October 17, 2009
umm, whoops
so here i was, all excited to run our now legendary halibut and pub chips, and i made awesome beer batter and the best chips ever, and around seven we had been sort of steady (not busy) and we hadn't sold a single order, and i asked crystal and jessie "why the hell isn't the halibut selling? people usually love it!" and they both looked at me sort of blankly and jessie said "i had no idea we were even running halibut!"
*sigh*
k, here's the thing...we have this clipboard, and it has what i call the special sheet on it. this piece of paper has who's working what shifts, what section they're in (for servers), the soup of the day, the specials for the day, and whatever might be 86'd (anything we ran out of). it's right inbetween the computer where we all clock in and the soup pots, sitting on top of the server microwave. so, it's pretty much right there where all the servers are all the time and i always look at it when i clock in...it's pretty important for me to know what specials there are, although we run a pretty predictable schedule. friday and saturday night and sunday morning are different, and occasionally wednesday we do something. and since i always look at the special sheet, i just assumed all the girls did too. now, granted, they all work the same shifts every week, and i'm pretty sure they're all in the same sections week in and week out, but still. it's right there. look at the special sheet!
of course after i told them we had the halibut jessie went out and sold one on her next table. the boss walks by and i go "haha! none of the girls knew we had a special, and it didn't even get written up on the board. we just sold our first one." and he looks at me and just shakes his head and goes back in the office. classic. then about a half hour after i get home he calls me and says "lets run the halibut again tomorrow. make sure the girls know about it. ok. thanks." and pretty much hangs up. it was like a seventeen second phone call. and he could have just left me a note on the special sheet for today and i would have seen it. so i dunno, maybe he thinks it's my fault for not telling everybody that we had the halibut and pub chips. but, you see, i didn't tell anybody because THERE'S A GODDAMNED SHEET WITH ALL THE INFORMATION ON IT RIGHT SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SERVER STATION!!!
so, yeah. we're running the halibut again. also it's boss's birthday and there will be cake involved. it's my friday and there's a new snl, plus the saints (my team) host the giants (wife's team) on tv tomorrow morning, so it's gonna be a good day off. but one more day in the trenches, and it's a game day, so hopefully we'll be busy, but the last couple weeks we've slowed down considerably. by all rights we should be busy on a game day, but last week was homecoming and there was the whole not-having-a-single-ticket-for-an-hour-and-a-half thing going on. so who knows. all i know is it's my fave crew to work with, and laughs and good times will be had.
*sigh*
k, here's the thing...we have this clipboard, and it has what i call the special sheet on it. this piece of paper has who's working what shifts, what section they're in (for servers), the soup of the day, the specials for the day, and whatever might be 86'd (anything we ran out of). it's right inbetween the computer where we all clock in and the soup pots, sitting on top of the server microwave. so, it's pretty much right there where all the servers are all the time and i always look at it when i clock in...it's pretty important for me to know what specials there are, although we run a pretty predictable schedule. friday and saturday night and sunday morning are different, and occasionally wednesday we do something. and since i always look at the special sheet, i just assumed all the girls did too. now, granted, they all work the same shifts every week, and i'm pretty sure they're all in the same sections week in and week out, but still. it's right there. look at the special sheet!
of course after i told them we had the halibut jessie went out and sold one on her next table. the boss walks by and i go "haha! none of the girls knew we had a special, and it didn't even get written up on the board. we just sold our first one." and he looks at me and just shakes his head and goes back in the office. classic. then about a half hour after i get home he calls me and says "lets run the halibut again tomorrow. make sure the girls know about it. ok. thanks." and pretty much hangs up. it was like a seventeen second phone call. and he could have just left me a note on the special sheet for today and i would have seen it. so i dunno, maybe he thinks it's my fault for not telling everybody that we had the halibut and pub chips. but, you see, i didn't tell anybody because THERE'S A GODDAMNED SHEET WITH ALL THE INFORMATION ON IT RIGHT SMACK DAB IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SERVER STATION!!!
so, yeah. we're running the halibut again. also it's boss's birthday and there will be cake involved. it's my friday and there's a new snl, plus the saints (my team) host the giants (wife's team) on tv tomorrow morning, so it's gonna be a good day off. but one more day in the trenches, and it's a game day, so hopefully we'll be busy, but the last couple weeks we've slowed down considerably. by all rights we should be busy on a game day, but last week was homecoming and there was the whole not-having-a-single-ticket-for-an-hour-and-a-half thing going on. so who knows. all i know is it's my fave crew to work with, and laughs and good times will be had.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
this is getting bad
man, we were slooooow last nite. barely sold any spaghetti. and it's only $6.99 people! all you can friggin eat! it was boring, and all totaled up i made a whopping six bucks in tips. barely bought smokes. usually i'm busy in the afternoon and the mid shift server tips me that much. yesterday i got two bucks. it was bad.
also for some reason we were running chili dogs yesterday. i had two days off and i guess we became a gas station while i was home. seriously...chili dogs? they were actually polish sausages, which technically isn't a dog, but whatever. i sold one. after six hours of running it. i don't think people come in to my restaurant to eat chili dogs. we also have egg rolls, and it seems like only the servers ever eat them. i just think some things are kind of situational, and chili dogs are certainly one of those things. you're at a ball game, sure, go for it. drunk at 2 am and the 7-11 chili dogs look good, then hop to it. but coming to a restaurant that doesn't ever serve any sort of hot dog, and ordering a chili dog? good luck, pal...it's your colon.
anyway the chili was actually pretty good and i ate a cup of it. it wasn't as cold yesterday but a cup of hot chili went down pretty smooth. i don't think we have a dinner special today, and our lunch special will undoubtably be something dumb. for some reason the opening server picks our lunchie, and she never checks to see what we have a lot of or anything, nor does she ever try to be creative, she just picks something off our menu and knocks a buck off of it. i prefer to make specials that we don't normally have, which makes them special, ya see. every time i'm allowed to make something up it sells like firecrackers, but most of the time i'm just grumbling under my breath. anyway. five bucks says our lunchie is a mushroom burger. i'll let ya know.
also for some reason we were running chili dogs yesterday. i had two days off and i guess we became a gas station while i was home. seriously...chili dogs? they were actually polish sausages, which technically isn't a dog, but whatever. i sold one. after six hours of running it. i don't think people come in to my restaurant to eat chili dogs. we also have egg rolls, and it seems like only the servers ever eat them. i just think some things are kind of situational, and chili dogs are certainly one of those things. you're at a ball game, sure, go for it. drunk at 2 am and the 7-11 chili dogs look good, then hop to it. but coming to a restaurant that doesn't ever serve any sort of hot dog, and ordering a chili dog? good luck, pal...it's your colon.
anyway the chili was actually pretty good and i ate a cup of it. it wasn't as cold yesterday but a cup of hot chili went down pretty smooth. i don't think we have a dinner special today, and our lunch special will undoubtably be something dumb. for some reason the opening server picks our lunchie, and she never checks to see what we have a lot of or anything, nor does she ever try to be creative, she just picks something off our menu and knocks a buck off of it. i prefer to make specials that we don't normally have, which makes them special, ya see. every time i'm allowed to make something up it sells like firecrackers, but most of the time i'm just grumbling under my breath. anyway. five bucks says our lunchie is a mushroom burger. i'll let ya know.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
well that sucked
so we had a couple of decent early dinner rushes on fri and sat, but both days our last table was at 8:30 and we close at ten. an hour and a half without an order on a wed afternoon is rare, and for it to happen on friday night is fucking incredible, and then for it to happen again on saturday, well, that's just fucked up. i would bet we start closing earlier next week. there's just no point being open if nobody's coming in. so that sucked. it was homecoming weekend and we were hoping to be crazy busy and i was hoping to make shitloads in tips but neither happened. lame.
also, the hoods seemed to stop working halfway through last night, and i had a couple ribeyes on that just fucking smoked up the whole restaurant. and the boss wasn't sure the hoods weren't working, but when i cleaned the grill after we closed, the entire kitchen and back room were full of smoke/steam and i could barely see what i was doing. it sucked. i guess the hood guys are coming to clean tonight so hopefully when i go back to work on tuesday everything will be fine. i doubt it, but i hope.
anyway, it's my weekend and i really don't wanna sit here and talk about work. i wanna watch playoff baseball. peace.
also, the hoods seemed to stop working halfway through last night, and i had a couple ribeyes on that just fucking smoked up the whole restaurant. and the boss wasn't sure the hoods weren't working, but when i cleaned the grill after we closed, the entire kitchen and back room were full of smoke/steam and i could barely see what i was doing. it sucked. i guess the hood guys are coming to clean tonight so hopefully when i go back to work on tuesday everything will be fine. i doubt it, but i hope.
anyway, it's my weekend and i really don't wanna sit here and talk about work. i wanna watch playoff baseball. peace.
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