I Hate Doing Breakfast, Especialy When......

Sunday morning @7.30 the phone rings. I am fast asleep in another world. The voice on the line screams "chef we need more sausages, can't find the fruit platter, the waitress is not here yet, HELP."

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Now after a big Saturday service, restaurant big tables a high profile wedding special customers to have cakes ready for, the last thing on my mind is work and definitely not breakfast.

Our breakfasts are set up so that the chef or a chef doesn't have to do them. Lets face it, it's not rocket science to scramble eggs cook bacon or sausages is it.

Now the deal is

The kitchen staff prepare the breakfast, and the ladies come and cook it. Nice and simple, and any chef with his head screwed on would be very grateful to the help they receive from the breakfast crew.
Also when there is excess room service, we set the trays with all that we can, prior to cooking and serving. This is a huge benefit to the breaky person as they don't need to run around chasing things like jams and cereals etc

So now that you can understand the set up we have, it should be plane sailing eh!!

The breakfast prep is usually done after the service as we require the trays and space for other items, also we don't get much chance either with the ala carte prep of high importance first.

Breakfast Prep

So the order from Chef goes out to the Apprentice get the breakfast prep done and the trays plus make sure the pancake mix is there. How many for chef? Do plenty as we can use whats left for Tuesday breakfast so make enough (fatal error *1) Yes chef comes the response.

The thing now to remember is that the prep is always the same only depending on numbers to does the quantity change.

It's 11.30 pm and chef is having a beer and dinner. He asks the apprentice if the prep is done, yes chef, are the hash browns up? yes 2 bags chef, trays and pancake mix done? yes chef. (fatal error*2)

Around midnight the apprentice goes home, chef checks with the wedding staff to find out how things went, says goodnight to some guests that he recognizes and so on. The wash up is now finished and after all is checked and turned off he gets to go home.

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It's 7.55am and I get to work the breaky lady is frantically getting fruit for the fruit platter. I take over and get it done. Then I search for some more sausages.
I ask is everything o.k. the response is not good. Apart from the obvious, the breaky lady reals off a few things, like i had to go and get the bloody hash browns, whats with only a few sausages, how come there is so much furniture n the restaurant and so on.

Now I like my breakfast ladies and really appreciate what they do, what I hate is fucking apprentices that don't get the job done properly, especially one that you should know by now, and after the crock of shit fruit platter you attempted last time, what the fuck are you up to? Maybe if you paid more attention to the career you have chosen instead of knowing all the fucking words to god knows how many Lilly Allen songs you would become a better chef and not a fucking pain in the ass on Sunday Morning.

Things to remember

Fatal error*1 don't give an job of prep without the exact amount.
Fatal error*2 don't rely on the apprentice to do the job properly.
Fatal error*3 CHECK every thing and then CHECK again.

Now my message to my apprentice, and any other for that matter.
Firstly; Pay Fucking Attention
Second; do the job properly and not a half ass effort
Third; always do more than you have to 110%
Forth; if you take or use the last firstly inform someone, second replenish it if available.
there is probably loads more but will save them for another time

Message to self, Don't rely on your apprentice even if you think you may have a hopeful one. It will bite you on the ass.
Question to self, Why do you still do what you do?