Satan Your Kingdom Must Come Down

Had a surprise dinner with the food and wine pairing instructor from my alma mater. The circumstances were unfortunate, her 95 year old father had just died and she was seeking solace on the beach. This has been a banner year for loss among the people in my life.

It was wonderful to see her and together we explored some different avenues to use my dubious talents. She's going to put me in touch with another former instructor who has a chef's council of sorts that consults with corporations who wish to make their food and drink edible if not exactly palatable. She said her last job with them involved a "family-oriented place that starts with A, the first word being a fruit and the latter an insect"  which I believe is one of Kudzu's favorite places.

So we'll see if anything happens. I'm not sure I'll be sucking on the great teat of Beelzebub. It might leave a funny taste in my mouth. But $150 per hour is something to consider. That's how it starts though. Take a little dough here, a project there and the next thing you know you're Rick Bayless shilling for Burger King.

In the meantime I've lost the check for my last creative session with The Winery and I don't want to ask for a replacement because I've got some other irons in the fire with them and don't want to appear a disorganized scatterbrain who so little values money he sees fit to toss it out the window. I also managed to lose the GM's birthday card, so I hope they turn up together, preferably before the 90 day expiration on the check comes around.

Decided not to change the menu for Memorial Day weekend. Our Micros troubles are still not resolved. A long and frustrating story involving trips to Alameda, purchasing a refurbished unit, a hardware manager who doesn't listen well, a machine shipped to us without a key, the key arriving and the power supply on the machine not working, plus it being the wrong version of the operating software installed and a promise to have us a working unit for this weekend. Hmph, we shall see. At any rate it seemed foolish to add more potential trouble to list because if the phone calls are any indication, we are going to be busy.

We better be. I ordered heavy and don't want it sitting in the walk-in. Spot prawns, skate, rib-eye for specials. The sous made a terrine that we'll have to check tomorrow. I also made some giant meatballs for the inevitable start of summer crowd. Will report tomorrow.

Comments

[Kudzu]

Depending on when your friend's "chefs council" advised Applebee's, maybe you should get a job revising the advising! What a memory you have for bad-mouthing. My paper didn't use my description of the supposed meat in the cheeseburger ("perhaps gopher"). Guess they were afraid of being sued. They did, however, print a wonderful old illustration of a slug next to my comments about the flaccid fires that accompanied the so-called burger...Take the money and run, Haddock: just remember where you put the checks they give you!

[jsp]

He found the check in his wallet! So not used to having any money in there he never thought of looking.