georgeliquor

Yesterday was a long day to say the least. But a blast.

Our morning cook had to go to a Wedding. So, she had to leave about 4 hours early. Who replaces that time? No one. We just kind of..deal with it? Then I find out our Dishwasher who was going to come in early and help us prep? Can't come. Family emergency. That means I have no dishwasher for dinner.

That's where the Chef and I start making phone calls back and forth to everyone we can. After we both fail miserably, I look at him "What..about Miles? I know he hasn't ever worked here..but he might be willing"
I call Miles "Fuck yeah I'll wash dishes!" Thank god.

So, the night is the busiest night we've had in over 6 months. Jesus fuck christ. And we were doing it with Miles in the pit. God that was a fucking blast. It was so much fun. It was good to work with Miles again. Hopefully I'll get him cooking sooner than later.

So after a nice long day, when Miles and I finally finished up around 11:30 what do we do? Get some beer, and drink one of the 4 bottles of wine I got from Sieb. We got pretty drunk. Talked, played Rock Band, and tried to watch Bio-Dome, but we were both too tired and too drunk to get very far.

Now, my head is splitting in half and I couldn't be happier. I love what I do.