OK that sounds way more dramatic than it is. I had a Halloween party to go to today, in costume with a Halloween themed food item.
Now I think of myself as crafty not artistic. I know that some of my crafty stuff leans towards artistic but I see the world through literal glasses. I don't really make stuff up on the fly. I can follow directions, patterns and recipes. I can even improvise within guidelines, but I don't really have the original light bulb, aha moment. Artistic is just not me.
So I started searching through costumes and food recipes. For the costume I wanted something easy, cleaver and inexpensive. Thanks to a great idea on Ravelry I decided to go with Nudist on Strike/Protest. Regular clothes with signs. I did remember and episode of "Kingdom" with nudists that had their beach threatened, they remained nude but wore joke aprons that showed fake semi nude bodies. So I had to add my own risky semi nude apron I received as a joke bachelorette gift. I thought up some slogans "It's not rude to be nude".
I found a recipe for stuffed shell "eyeballs". I liked the idea of having something that is not a cupcake. Now don't get me wrong there is nothing wrong with cupcakes. I just wanted something savory instead of sweet. My dish won the food contest.
Thank you internet for planning my Halloween for me.
Showing posts with label food service. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food service. Show all posts
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
Been there done that
How does having worked at a job affect how you treat people currently doing the same job. Are you more patient? Do you expect a higher quality service because "It is not that hard"?
Recently I was in a new checker's lane at the grocery store. It was his first time checking and boy was he slow. I tried to be friendly and encouraging. My sister was a checker in a grocery store too, and I must admit I thought of her while standing there. I thought of a lot of stuff, did I mention he was slow. I think it takes a while to find your rhythm especially in a new job.
D and I both worked in food service and I can tell you it affected how we treat our servers. First of all it is a luxury to go out. It is not my right to treat someone like garbage because they got something wrong or I had to wait for a table longer than I thought I should have. We all had to start out somewhere. I did have one guy (seated with his kids) talk to my chest. Dude, I am up here and ewwwwwww!!! No I did not spit in anything of his but I did hold my arms over my bosom when I dropped off the ketchup.
Oh yeah we also never send food back. I have seen steaks dipped in butter so they get a really nice char on them. I like my steak to taste more like meat than charcoal.
So i guess that is how I view the world. Or atleast one small aspect of it
Recently I was in a new checker's lane at the grocery store. It was his first time checking and boy was he slow. I tried to be friendly and encouraging. My sister was a checker in a grocery store too, and I must admit I thought of her while standing there. I thought of a lot of stuff, did I mention he was slow. I think it takes a while to find your rhythm especially in a new job.
D and I both worked in food service and I can tell you it affected how we treat our servers. First of all it is a luxury to go out. It is not my right to treat someone like garbage because they got something wrong or I had to wait for a table longer than I thought I should have. We all had to start out somewhere. I did have one guy (seated with his kids) talk to my chest. Dude, I am up here and ewwwwwww!!! No I did not spit in anything of his but I did hold my arms over my bosom when I dropped off the ketchup.
Oh yeah we also never send food back. I have seen steaks dipped in butter so they get a really nice char on them. I like my steak to taste more like meat than charcoal.
So i guess that is how I view the world. Or atleast one small aspect of it
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