I did it just for just half a summer, mostly breakfast, very busy.
-The prep guy mixing up 20lbs of pancake batter hoovering over a giant steel pot with a cigarette dangling from his mouth. The ashes like snowflakes melting into the batter.
-The pre-made scrambled egg batter, 1/2 real eggs and 1/2 half-and-half sitting in a tin near the grill, one ladle=one egg. Always ask for "fresh scramble".
-The country fried steak that came frozen in a bag, most cooks just dipping it half way in the deep fryer letting it slip right out as half the bag melts into the oil.
-The giant brick of frozen hash brown potatoes, ladled with some sort of buttery oil and left on the low side of the grill all morning.
-The guy who lost a finger tip somewhere in a tray of perfectly good sliced tomatoes.
-The giant garbage can filled with water and chopped lettuce and sprinkled with some sort of oxidizer.
-The busboy I found passed out in the walk-in fridge, covered in whipped cream from inhaling the gas off the top of each can.
-That brown blur with a long tail moving across the store room when i turned on the lights...
-ahh yes..anyone else ever work in the biz?....nothin like it...I soon found myself unemployed..
