The eruption of Mt. Yanes

Man, what is it with this week and slow days? All-in-all, we had more tickets today, but it was still super slow compared to last week. It does have it's upside though, cause I can think about how I'm going to plate a dish, so they have been coming out looking super nice. Since it was a slow day, I had more prep work to do throughout the day, which boiled down to cutting brussel sprouts and clarifying duck stock.

The day went pretty smoothly, if not horribly boring, till we got a ticket for a cobb salad. Neither myself nor Robyn, the other line cook, knew that the eggs we had were bad. This is when the day went downhill. Let me tell you what we do to the eggs for the cobb salad. First we hard-boil the eggs, than we separate them into whites and yolks, then we run them through a tammy to get small ricee sized pieces of egg that we put on theplate with some avocado, tomato, and minced olive. It looks pretty nice when it's all done, but it's a bitch to do. Well, since the eggs we had prepared went bad, we had to hard boil the eggs to order. For some reason this took us 30 minutes, and the eggs still weren't cooked all the way through, the yolks were still a little runny. This is when chef got angry. He was saying how it "shouldn't take 30 FUCKING minutes to make a FUCKING cobb salad", and how we made him look like a jackass for taking so long. His anger was understandable though, since neither of us checked the eggs before hand, we just assumed that they were gonna be good.

This is the first time in 2 weeks that I've seen chef act like that, usually he's one of us, a happy go lucky guy, singing along with the music we play in the kitchen, even playing his own selection of music. He's almost always in a good mood and laughing at something or telling jokes, but tonight he did a total 180. It really caught me off guard, it kinda felt like having a fight with a good friend, and how afterwords you feel weird being around them. The feeling will probably go away by Sunday, but man... It was just so strange seeing him act like that.

He left shortly after that, leaving the kitchen in the hand of Robyn and myself. We started cleaning at around 9:30 again, but had to stop halfway through to make some food for some late night bar patrons. We still got out at around 10:30ish. Clean up goes by faster with Robyn than it does with Amber, I'm not sure why though. They seem to do the same stuff, cleaning wise, but with Robyn, I'm almost always leaving before 11.

I just found something out today though, the average age in the kitchen is 22. I'm the only one who can;t go out drinking at Patty's after shifts, and it makes me sad. I have to do all my drinking at home. Again.