Feb 16, 2022
Tired of all the bottles with one little scoop of seasoning left in them. So I’m saving them all and making a “surprise seasoning”. Who tf knows what it’ll taste like. Maybe I’ll make it a dare.
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Tired of all the bottles with one little scoop of seasoning left in them. So I’m saving them all and making a “surprise seasoning”. Who tf knows what it’ll taste like. Maybe I’ll make it a dare.
So....I got Mae this little Adam J. Kurtz print for his birthday, and now that I have it framed, I feel like it's calling me out, too? And also almost all the creative-type people I know? IDK it's too real.
As a Chef myself, I can attest that this is 100% accurate. Although the walk-in doesn’t look cold enough, we do break down in there. Screaming, crying, cursing, all of it.
I feel like storing these to next each other is going to end poorly for someone
I get so irritated with cooks that act like there's nothing to do because they're hoping to be sent home early.
Look. You'll have better luck if you just say
"Hey chef can I go home early?"
Cause otherwise Imma assume you're bored and just give you shit to do.
You might be a bitch.
If you go out to eat, please understand that cooks/chefs/baristas/Cafe slaves are trained how to cook the menu items. We are trained how to make WHAT WE OFFER. If you order an item but modify it to the point its no longer a menu option, you need to be able to articulate exactly what it is you want, and then not be a fucking bitch if it didn't turn out as you expected.
If a wrap has spinach in it and you order it without the tortilla, you've basically just ordered a salad. Don't yell at me that there's so much spinach when you asked for extra vegetables. Don't treat me like shit because you said "no carbs no sugar" - you just changed our menu item completely because the pico has sugar in the juice the veggies marinate in. We gave you tomatoes, onions, and jalapeño. You had the spinach, mushrooms, egg, cheese and avocado. We confirmed this at the register.
WHAT THE FUCK ELSE DO YOU EXPECT. We tell you what we're gonna do. Then you yell at my barista who made it, claiming it's "inedible".
Bitch, this wasn't made with 3 D printer. Inedible, my ass. You're just a picky and entitled cunt.
No. No refund because you didn't like your choice. Don't get it next time. Better yet, don't come back. And to your "management wouldn't accommodate a guest" review on Facebook?
We did, asshole. You just didn't like the accommodations.
Riverdale Fic-Pour Some Sugar On Me
Mature; Cheryl x FP; Multi-Chapter, WIP
Updated today! The first three chapters are now up.
Summary: Fresh out of jail, FP Jones is trying to make the best of an impossible situation. Cheryl Blossom is caught in a downward spiral with no end in sight. A very dangerous liaison between them unearths just how deep corruption lies in Riverdale.
Read it on the AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10980942/chapters/2445291
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