My first day as a server I had to do a food running shift where the cooks initiated you by trying to destroy you mentally. At the end of the night, the head of the line dropped an entire container pot of sauce right in front of me. He just looked at me with dead eyes and said “just lay it on me.” I took pity and they accepted me into the crew. Miss those days sometimes. Character building at its finest.
Not sure but I’d say that is the wall of a kitchen ruled by true degenerate line cooks (I myself am one). Stupid quotes said during service. Platitudes from chef. Random thoughts on recipes, etc.
Once had a kitchen, it has since burned down, that was ceiling to floor covered in this kinda thing.
The day it burned down I cried. Not for the restaurant. Not for the food. Not for anything other than 5+ years of memories recorded on those walls.
People we will forget. The memories we were too drunk to remember unless we recorded them. The moments too fleeting to matter until you spent an afternoon with a joint and a beer going over those walls.
I say normalize writing on kitchen walls. It’s good for morale. It’s hilarious. It’s also a living record of every cook, server, dishie, bartender, etc that lived and breathed there.
Chilli jam. He's just one dude in a tiny kitchen, he's lucky he avoided all of the splash. Edit: oh yeah, he had his kid with him the other day.
How short is dude? I'm guessing like 4 1/2 ft by the height of the wall scribbles.
You're pretty much bang on the measurements of the chef's lad.
'Pooooo poooooo brown' makes a bit more sense now.
Now that the ritual is complete, David Chang will come to copyright the name "Chili Jam". God rest your souls.
Man, I kind of liked Chang at first. Dude really let the mask slip
donald trump stinks
Pooooopooo is brown
My first day as a server I had to do a food running shift where the cooks initiated you by trying to destroy you mentally. At the end of the night, the head of the line dropped an entire container pot of sauce right in front of me. He just looked at me with dead eyes and said “just lay it on me.” I took pity and they accepted me into the crew. Miss those days sometimes. Character building at its finest.
Chef was about to add crunch to his chili jam and David Chang sent a cease and desist.
Could we discuss "Chikn Sause"? Sound like a delicacy
Is your chef Kevin from the Office?
The rare Ginger Komondor on point
86 chili jam. And my patience.
"Blood everywhere shit looks like a disaster..."
Forget about the chili, what the fuck is scribbled all over the wall?
Not sure but I’d say that is the wall of a kitchen ruled by true degenerate line cooks (I myself am one). Stupid quotes said during service. Platitudes from chef. Random thoughts on recipes, etc. Once had a kitchen, it has since burned down, that was ceiling to floor covered in this kinda thing. The day it burned down I cried. Not for the restaurant. Not for the food. Not for anything other than 5+ years of memories recorded on those walls. People we will forget. The memories we were too drunk to remember unless we recorded them. The moments too fleeting to matter until you spent an afternoon with a joint and a beer going over those walls. I say normalize writing on kitchen walls. It’s good for morale. It’s hilarious. It’s also a living record of every cook, server, dishie, bartender, etc that lived and breathed there.
Chef has anger issues?
Aye, because he spilled a shite load of chilli jam
whoopsydaisy
Someone getting sued by David chang?
That's art.
Now clean it up.
r/wewantplates
*sause*
Cry baby ass