What I should NOT be doing... *sigh* This night has been awesome, but incredibly un-fucking-productive.
Rinn - you know that prompt I sent you AGES ago, well, it's kind of taken over my brain and stopping me from writing everything else so... :/
LouiseStrange and CaptainCavegirl - I read your fics way too much so am obviously heavily influenced by them. (That and my seven years of working in a restaurant/bar.)
Chris - art (pfft) imitating life. Damn that pork belly is good.
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Part 1 (I guess?) (runs and hides somewhere)
“Day-vey! We got a tricky one!”
“Hit me!” It’s slower than usual in the restaurant and he always likes the challenge that a tricky customer brings. He’s never had a dissatisfied customer yet and it’s a record he’s not only proud of, but intends to keep.
“He’s asked for the pork belly main, but with the pork belly entrée sauce. Here, he gave me a card with his list of food allergies…”
He takes the card from Rachel’s fingers and scans down the list.
“Tomatoes? The guy is allergic to tomatoes?”
“The acid or something?” Rachel says, hazarding what is clearly a guess, but she’s a vegan, and he’s cooked for her enough times to know she’s probably right.
Dave grimaces, because he can’t imagine not being able to not eat tomatoes. Or dairy. Or… wow. A lot of stuff. Gluten. Peppers. Some onions. Strawberries. Chocolate.
“And this guy is actually brave enough to try eating out?”
“Apparently, although he doesn’t look too happy about it. Sounds like it was all his dinner partner’s idea.”
“Right. Well, go and ask him if he’s okay with coconut cream, coriander, sweet potatoe and soy. I’ll happily make him something from scratch, but it’ll take a while.”
He flicks through the other orders, making sure that everything is on track for timing and waits for Rachel to return.
“He said he’s more than happy to wait, seemed pleasantly surprised the chef was so accommodating actually. He’s cute. Just your type…” Rachel winks.
He rolls his eyes and sets about starting a new sauce from scratch, making a conscious decision to use the gluten-free soya sauce after rewashing the pan carefully to remove any traces of gluten or dairy. Maybe he’s being over cautious, but he doesn’t know how bad this guys allergies are, he might keel over and die, and that would be extremely bad for his reputation.
When he sends the dish out he’s happy with it, a mildly spiced creamy coconut sauce, in which is settled the pork belly, garnished with curls of carrot and sprigs of cress, freshly steamed spring vegetables on the side. He hopes that the customer will be happy and he chances a quick peek through the doors as Rachel walks toward a table near the front. He can’t see anything and he shrugs and goes back to work.
Just made the realisation that people could now get someone to physically come around and poke me with a ruler to make me update faster. Maybe I didn't quite think this through before insisting she make a blog... ;)
One of my RL friends is finally on tumblr! She's not in a fandom (yet), so I don't imagine anyone will probably follow her for fandom stuff, but she does take beautiful photos, and that's what she's going to use her blog for, so if you need more of those on your dashboard... :)
Rinn, I feel like I need to introduce you to Squirrel. Squirrel, Rinn. Squirrel's the one who will hook me up with a complete list of gluten-free places for when you come visit. And will be my guinea pig for the gluten, egg and dairy free biscotti.