Friday, October 27, 2006
The Good Times Are Killing Me
Well, in retrospect it was a very subdue friday night. Sometimes you just need to have some fun, and being around food leads to only one thing......fun with food. So my new Italian Pizza Chef, Forest comes with high credatials, zeppolli here, mortadella there, he is from Rome, so we expect it, but he was not sure exactly how funny we Americans think pizza dough on the ceiling falling on someones head can be. Well, he showed us some things.
The fact of the matter is, when you work hard, you get time to joke around and have fun, and although those times are far and few between, they are cherished. So is a job well done cherished, and a job well done half way through my shift looks something like this.....
Enough esspresso to make your stomach turn, a sharp knife, and full cambro containers. It's like a dream I had one time.
Ode to a good friday!!!