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fucking AMAZING evening; best I've had in months.
in part, but only part, because I spent a solid twenty minutes talking to our kitchen manager about fucking chicken parm (ASIAN FUSION CHICKEN PARM; YES IT IS EPIC NO SHUT UP) -- and half an hour before that talking about how we are food geeks and how yes I am *exactly* the kind of crazy that wants to spend the rest of my life in this fucked-up, life-destroying, TRULY AMAZING and terrible industry.*
ugh, food.
and then I drove home in a thunderstorm :D
*and now I can't help thrilling at the idea that one of these days, between shifts, he'll take me into the kitchen and we'll raid the cooler and cook, and I'll learn things, because he is a STONE-COLD CLASSICALLY TRAINED TUSCAN CHEF.
LJ/DW crosspost
in part, but only part, because I spent a solid twenty minutes talking to our kitchen manager about fucking chicken parm (ASIAN FUSION CHICKEN PARM; YES IT IS EPIC NO SHUT UP) -- and half an hour before that talking about how we are food geeks and how yes I am *exactly* the kind of crazy that wants to spend the rest of my life in this fucked-up, life-destroying, TRULY AMAZING and terrible industry.*
ugh, food.
and then I drove home in a thunderstorm :D
*and now I can't help thrilling at the idea that one of these days, between shifts, he'll take me into the kitchen and we'll raid the cooler and cook, and I'll learn things, because he is a STONE-COLD CLASSICALLY TRAINED TUSCAN CHEF.
LJ/DW crosspost
