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Oct. 1st, 2004 08:22 pmbecause I am going OUT tonight.
Neil Anderson is at the Half Door tonight, and I am NOT missing that.
I like my Monday meetings with the boss, because I can use them to make a schedule for the rest of the week, and use the schedule to PROVE to her that I need to work the twelve hour days, and then she can't chase me home early in the week which forces me into a 16-hour Friday to catch up for the weekend.
There are still bobbles. The brioche is finally behaving again, but now she wants to improve the brownies, and the recipe Robert brought in did NOT please her.
I am trying to translate from Boss Rant to actual pertinent information. I distilled down her cake rant to three short bullet points yesterday, and wrote it on a clipboard so I wouldn't forget what to say to Robert, and she read over it and actually approved... now if she'd only learn to cut to the chase herself.
She really loved the hot barbecue chicken for a sandwich option. I warned her that it tasted so good because I'd wilted the onions for it in BUTTER and the spice rub, and she tries to pull the health thing and not have that much butter, but she ate it anyway for today's lunch, which amused me. I liked it for a sandwich option because I don't have to build those sandwiches -- I heat up the stuff and put it in the soup warmer. Saves me time.
The customers certainly liked it too. We very nearly sold out of it yesterday.
I'll see how well the creamy carrot jalapeno soup sold when I go in tomorrow. I love that soup -- my mother-in-law makes it. Boss loved the soup too. This was not really surprising. I made Chris eat a spoonful this morning so he could tell the customers how mild it was, because it IS very mild... two jalapenos per pound of carrots, and with the cream in it, it's barely hot at all. But yummy.
We finally have Crazy Little Lauras. I got 3 dozen baked off today. I'm going to make Robert do the rest tomorrow. I grew up in a Jewish household, folks, I don't have the ingrained childhood touch with rolled sugar cookies. The boss loved them, though. They are awfully cute. And they taste as good as I remember.
Rugalach, on the other hand, IS second nature. A dozen Rustic Apple Tartlets and a dozen berry ones, to be baked off for weekend breakfast. Yay for using up excess pie mixtures and for making pricey items that go together fast.
Lunch should go together quickly tomorrow, because I made a whole lot of salads new today... more than I expected to, because some woman came in at 7 AM and bought basically all the edamame salad we had left, and some other things besides. And I have a cunning plan to do tomato mozzarella sandwiches, and the pesto's built already.
That leaves the quiches for the catering order, the couscous salad (not hard), and the (wince) 12" christening cake. I have a plan, though. I'm going to practice the Swiss dot edge treatment on the cakes in the case first, so I'm not doing it cold.
With any luck I should be out of there in time to go to the Scottish festival in Goshen and see![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ghilledhu and darthsatyr, and Neil again.
My hours worked out EVENLY this week.
With minimal yelling.
GO ME!
Neil Anderson is at the Half Door tonight, and I am NOT missing that.
I like my Monday meetings with the boss, because I can use them to make a schedule for the rest of the week, and use the schedule to PROVE to her that I need to work the twelve hour days, and then she can't chase me home early in the week which forces me into a 16-hour Friday to catch up for the weekend.
There are still bobbles. The brioche is finally behaving again, but now she wants to improve the brownies, and the recipe Robert brought in did NOT please her.
I am trying to translate from Boss Rant to actual pertinent information. I distilled down her cake rant to three short bullet points yesterday, and wrote it on a clipboard so I wouldn't forget what to say to Robert, and she read over it and actually approved... now if she'd only learn to cut to the chase herself.
She really loved the hot barbecue chicken for a sandwich option. I warned her that it tasted so good because I'd wilted the onions for it in BUTTER and the spice rub, and she tries to pull the health thing and not have that much butter, but she ate it anyway for today's lunch, which amused me. I liked it for a sandwich option because I don't have to build those sandwiches -- I heat up the stuff and put it in the soup warmer. Saves me time.
The customers certainly liked it too. We very nearly sold out of it yesterday.
I'll see how well the creamy carrot jalapeno soup sold when I go in tomorrow. I love that soup -- my mother-in-law makes it. Boss loved the soup too. This was not really surprising. I made Chris eat a spoonful this morning so he could tell the customers how mild it was, because it IS very mild... two jalapenos per pound of carrots, and with the cream in it, it's barely hot at all. But yummy.
We finally have Crazy Little Lauras. I got 3 dozen baked off today. I'm going to make Robert do the rest tomorrow. I grew up in a Jewish household, folks, I don't have the ingrained childhood touch with rolled sugar cookies. The boss loved them, though. They are awfully cute. And they taste as good as I remember.
Rugalach, on the other hand, IS second nature. A dozen Rustic Apple Tartlets and a dozen berry ones, to be baked off for weekend breakfast. Yay for using up excess pie mixtures and for making pricey items that go together fast.
Lunch should go together quickly tomorrow, because I made a whole lot of salads new today... more than I expected to, because some woman came in at 7 AM and bought basically all the edamame salad we had left, and some other things besides. And I have a cunning plan to do tomato mozzarella sandwiches, and the pesto's built already.
That leaves the quiches for the catering order, the couscous salad (not hard), and the (wince) 12" christening cake. I have a plan, though. I'm going to practice the Swiss dot edge treatment on the cakes in the case first, so I'm not doing it cold.
With any luck I should be out of there in time to go to the Scottish festival in Goshen and see
ghilledhu and darthsatyr, and Neil again.My hours worked out EVENLY this week.
With minimal yelling.
GO ME!
