Dear Feastlings, It’s already been another day, one like the past few: A line cook scheduled to work a stage today called to say his mother had been in an accident and he wouldn’t be coming. An interviewee called to say that she wouldn’t be making the interview as she was still trying to secure […]
How does that menu look to you?
But if need be, without you.
Good morning, Feastlings. There’s little to report today, and, in fact, little to do. I enjoy stifling heat as much as the next guy, but, like everyone else in most of the country, I don’t regard the outdoors as a viable option, or anything that involved much running around outdoors. So, as usual, I propose […]
I long to have no suspicions.
So I’m applying the transitive property.
Ka-dink. Ka-donk. Ka-dink. Ka-donk.
Dear Feastlings, Years ago, the accountant I used to use told me something I value to this day, regardless of the numerous things that made me decide to change to the accountants I adore: “Trust,” he said, “but verify.” Having survived, all these years later, a dining room manager who embezzled about $24,000, and sketchy, […]
Dear Feastlings, As much as I run around the dining room at Feast, checking on guests and being sociable, and handling this or that major or minor issue in the kitchen, be it produce that arrives substandard (if it arrives at all,) a staffing problem, or a figurative or literal fire to put out, and […]
Coming soon: more promises.