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I used to work as a dishy with no aspirations to become a chef. Min wage job and badly organized - I had mountains of dishes to do when I met at my shift. I always thought it was pretty tough work until A. I started talking to the succesful chefs I know today and B. I read George Orwell's Down and Out in Paris and London. gently caress work ethics, that book's about survival in a kitchen.
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Tweek posted:I give you 7 months still you start showing up high to work, 4 months until you're addicted to some form of amphetamine. the tender loving care is why I continue to lurk this thread
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Back in the early nineties, I got a tattoo made that I found in a cookbook. It was a Hell's Angels owned shop, I learned later. I also heard a story years later from the same shop about this young guy who got a tattoo from a loving cookbook. The idea remained too weird for them. And no, that greenish piece of ink deserves to be forgotten and the motive unmentioned.
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