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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Mmmm....mayoBack when I was a student living in an isolated hall where the food was notoriously crap, it was alleged that one of the abbatoirs that supplied the College had been shut down due to the discovery of abscesses in the meat.
Yum. Take a nice big bite and check out the 'special' sauce.
At the same college, one of the hairier 'live off nature's bounty' types regularly collected mussels to cook up a nice dish of moules mariniere.
I really should have pointed out that (a) the reason he kept finding pearls was because he was collecting them about 20 feet from a sewage outfall and pearls form around bits of shit that matey mussel can't squirt out;
(b) allegedly Hep C contamination had been found in the water locally which may allegedly be related to the local hospital allegedly chucking clinical waste down the wrong pipe. I really hope that one was an urban myth.
Don't eat a lot of shellfish myself...
And *almost* completely off topic but still involving a kitchen /food: going to Dubai with company. Get home the night before to discover that then GF (now Mrs) has been a little fluffy star and done all my laundry, ironing etc that I needed for the trip, all crisp and immaculate. And had hung it, crisp and immaculate, in the kitchen. Then she cooked a lovely 'ta for a few days' meal. Roast Pork.
So all my kit STINKS of dead pig, and I mean stinks. And I'm going to a Muslim country... I had visions of getting pulled at customs, sniffer dogs snapping at my knackers, as the idiot infidel gets a thorough beating for insulting the country.
Alright, a bit paranoid, but this was a few years ago, and my Dad had just got back from Saudi where they are a bit OTT. Got through there OK, and once at the hotel spent a good hour spraying my posessions with deodorant to try and disguise the porky aroma.
Once I get to the bar, reeking of eau de pig, what do I find? Pissed up Arabs. I am then informed that UAE is fairly relaxed. Arse.
There may have been a point in there somewhere...
(, Sat 22 Jul 2006, 10:23, Reply)
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