Last night I worked in a kitchen! Wow. The heat. If you have worked in a kitchen or around it, you probably know what I´m talking about (or maybe you´re the biggest fan of Chefs Table). In all my years, working in the restaurant industry, I have worked on the floor. Being one of the hardest workers, waiting tables. There is plenty of heat by working as a waiter. There is always a thousand things to do, especially in a busy dinner hour, but making and serving the food is a different type of heat, a heat that wants me wanting more. More heat, please.
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There is something about serving food at the right time and with the right temperature. The teamwork. The creative side. I love it. Makes me want to work more with food, develop new skills and learn about the culinary arts.
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I worked 10,5 hours last night, working a catering for almost 70 people. We were a great team of 4 people, serving a 6-course menu. The hours flew away. It was a late night though, I wasn’t in bed before 3.30am. Feeling a bit tired today of course. Last night made me think back at last summer and my insane work regime. I would work from 9-16 in the flower shop and then go straight to the restaurant and end up working late over midnight. I would do this 5 days a week for months. I was a machine. No wonder I escaped to a Chateau in the middle of France.
Aright. I´m spending the rest of the day listning to podcasts and drinking tea, doing some work aswell. Maybe eat something unhealthy… Weekends. Good sunday.
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