So mentally and physically we get fucked, that’s due to external forces really. The stress of the kitchen, the demanding customers or bosses, the front of house being retarded, sales teams being fucking stupid, the heat, the workload etc etc but what about what we are in control of. Surely any sane chef would lookContinue reading “Self inflicted”
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It’s being to look a lot like Christmas
As the final smoke of the last firework fades peoples minds immediately turn towards the thought of the festive season. The idea of getting in as many mince pies during this short festive window enter the mind. The opening of the low drawer that has been home to the Christmas jumper since Boxing Day, theContinue reading “It’s being to look a lot like Christmas”
Morning glory!!
It’s 6am, it’s dark out and there’s a morning chill that makes the warmth of the bed seem like a paradise of comfort. The alarm continues till I fumble to turn it off. I count backwards from 5, then on 1 launch myself out of my cosy nirvana to the bracing world. After making aContinue reading “Morning glory!!”
“It must be so great to be with a chef.”
This sentence usually made during polite chit chat at friends children’s birthdays or in the school yard normally fills me with dread. It always starts innocent between the mrs and new social acquaintance. “So your partners a chef, that must be so amazing, having him cook you so much tasty food.” At this point I’llContinue reading ““It must be so great to be with a chef.””
The longest adventure
Was it the longest day of my life, yes, was it mentally and physically draining, you bet ya, did I fear for my life, a few times, do I have a food van…… you bet your sweet ass I do. When we left the story last I was on a train to Stevenage cautiously optimistic.Continue reading “The longest adventure”
We’re going on a van hunt.
As I sit here on a train hurtling backwards through South Wales I am a mix of emotions. Today I’m going to Stevenage in the hopes to buy a food van. After a couple of months of scouting Facebook, eBay and gumtree I’m finally getting to see one. I’ve been in contact with people andContinue reading “We’re going on a van hunt.”
Where are all the chefs?
As mentioned previously, for the last six or so weeks I’ve been in the new territory of freelance cheffing. As I look to push towards the dream of a food van there is a stark reality to deal with. Shit needs to be paid for. You see like everyone I have bills to pay, kidsContinue reading “Where are all the chefs?”
Wonderful world of potwash
I have a few constant loves in my life, true loves. My mrs, my kids , family and friends who have stuck by me whatever in life, cheffing, football, wrestling and pot-washers. I love them whatever their title, pot-washers, kitchen porters, washer ups, un plongeur or head of ceramic sanitation. These guys and girls areContinue reading “Wonderful world of potwash”
Packing fine dining into storage
As I push towards my food van, edging closer everyday, I am filled with the knowledge that fine dining is to be pushed to the back, like a sauce on a solid top just needing to gently warm and blip along till the order is good to fire. I hold no animosity toward fine diningContinue reading “Packing fine dining into storage”
We’re not going on a summer holiday.
So, 16 days since I finished working for the wedding venue. I’ve been looking at every available option for a second hand food van to no avail yet. But the search continues. A little luck can change the world. To make some money I’ve been freelancing in a few places which due to my inabilityContinue reading “We’re not going on a summer holiday.”
FOOD ANARCHY 