I just perused hootsbuddy's place and found a foray I can Shirley relate to. It is enclosed for your viewing pleasure. Here are a few snippets:
Suzie, the roast beef carver, drops the roast beef knife on the floor. Good samaritan and good manager hoots comes to her aid. He picks up the roast beef knife, wipes it with a towel, and gives it back to Suzie, who continues to cut the roast beef.
Fly in the ointment? Guest says "what the hell did you just do, buddy?"
Hoots looks incredulous.
Another part of the foray is a black/white issue. Where hoots comes face-to-face with trouble. So you'll want to read his column with an expediency. And for an added treat, I left a comment, as well.
You got to love the food biz, v.c.
P.S. Post 1500. Who'd a'thunk it?
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That post was a couple of days ago. Here's the link.
Is the food business a great line of work or what?
Sometimes I am amazed they pay us to have this much fun.
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