Still going… I started training with Kevin on the pizza oven after he found a dishwasher. From the get go it was evident he had no idea what he was doing. I got there early, at six, and he had to miss a meeting in order to train me, so right away a huge piece…


Still going… I started training with Kevin on the pizza oven after he found a dishwasher. From the get go it was evident he had no idea what he was doing. I got there early, at six, and he had to miss a meeting in order to train me, so right away a huge piece…
Not so cocktail related (maybe more than I think), but I really enjoy writing about all the kitchens I worked in. This is a continuation of part four, from yesterday. After the salami, it became my daily responsibility to slice cheese as well. Big heavy loaves of mozzarella. I always made the slicer immaculate afterwards.…
This is continued from several posts a few weeks back. Here’s parts one, two, and three if you want to catch up. The alarm rang at six thirty and so did the pain in my shoulders. I have no idea how I put my feet on the carpet and walked into the shower but I…
Frederick Nietzsche said (I’m paraphrasing major philosophical ideas here) names are all that are real. Once you call a table a chair, it is no longer a table, it is a chair and vice versa. The very act of naming, transforms metaphors into concepts, and if shared within a community, creates the possibility of communication.…
Kiwi. Say it loud, say it proud. KIWI! Yes, yes, the bountiful bosom of California has blessed us with a bunch of these weird, shaggy little old man testicles this winter courtesy of J.J.’s Lone Daughter Ranch up in Redlands, CA. Yeah, I don’t know where that is either. I feel like my childhood had…
There’s no other “holiday” more hated than Valentine’s Day by the service industry worker. Why you ask? How do I put this the right way without sounding ungrateful, bitter, jaded, hateful, and downright evil? Well, first, there’s a lot of pressure. Huh? Isn’t it the same as any other night service? Hahahahahaha. No. The management…
I’m sure you’re thinking to yourself “How can I incorporate blood orange into a cocktail?” Hate to break it you, but Blood orange blows. Zero flavor, less even than OJ (the juice not the man). Flabbier than the underswinging flesh of my grandmother’s triceps as she waves goodbye. Despite this, people see it on the…
Not much going on at the old farmer’s market these days. Still thinking about a cauliflower cocktail. How would that work? Fresh, pureed fresh cauliflower syrup? Gross. Hmmm. That may actually work. What else does cauliflower go with? Raisins. Cardamom. Almonds. Oh damn. Eat your heart out, Nico de Soto. Koji rice fermented almond and…